Ey oop little old lady,
After a battle through the city traffic, I arrived at my meeting only to find that it had been cancelled. Ah well, such is life. Now, I could grumble about this, but I won’t. Let’s see… in town and no-one expects me back until 2pm. Righto, long lunch it is then. 🙂
The funny thing is I’ve kinda been expecting the trans genes to switch off over the last month or so. Faced with a couple of hours shopping, I found myself kind of uninterested. Something must be wrong with me because I found the USB memory sticks more interesting that Ravell’s shoe display.
I think part of it (as Penny wittily blogged about) is that the new fashions just don’t do owt for me. Most of the smock tops I saw seemed to be cheapy polyester or a bad investment. It’s not that I stick to classics, I like a trend as much as the next girl, but I’d like whatever I buy to last more than a single season. It’s just that some of these new-retro tops are so garish. I saw a couple of ladies in town not following that fashion (one had on a simple vest and jeans) and they looked very cool. I guess we’re back to wearing what you want, rather than what you think you should be wearing. 🙂
Tomorrow’s the NC meeting and I’m in two minds about going. Yesterday I took a peak in the wardrobe and all that registered was my collection of shirts. No outfit came together. It’s almost as if I’m tired of the clothes I’ve got. Maybe a good night’s sleep will put a spring back into my step.
Some folk need something proper to worry about eh? 🙂
[ BTW – bonus points if you can tell me which children’s TV show the greeting is from. Note – not the Wallace bit! ]