My Style

Like most women I seem to have fallen in love with –or maybe just become comfortable with- a particular dress style.  It’s not quite twinset and pearls –that would be traditional conservative- so I prefer to call it contemporary conservative.  

I think one of the reasons for my choice is its passability factor.  I adore saloon girl dresses.  But, sadly, they raise certain credibility issues with the audience when doing a presentation on organisational failure amid shouts of “Over here, Miss, I want a brandy and a glimpse of your garters”.  Equally, I’m very partial to cancan dresses.  However, flashing one’s petticoats and frilly knickers with a series of high kicks to get attention in the local butcher’s shop is hardly the way to go unnoticed even if does propel one to the top of the queue and a discount.

It’s also possible that I dress the way I do because stylish mature women dressed that way back in the 1960s and 70s and they must have influenced me even if I didn’t know it at the time.  I say that because I feel that I dress like several of my teachers (better be specific, female teachers). As Miss Rafferty tried to instil the horrors of French grammar into my unappreciative brain I was actually thinking I would look great in that pleated mini-kilt and fitted top.  No surprise therefore that my French vocabulary is extremely limited………..jupon (skirt), robe (dress), parfum (perfume), corseterie (corsetry) and best of all lingerie which is lingerie in every civilised language and, therefore, easy to remember and brilliant to wear.

All in all, therefore, I’m more M&S than S&M –most of the time! 

The rest of the time I can be found in the guise of Lady Pamela Lennon my Victorian Aristocratic ancestor who led the now largely forgotten original feminist programme to turn boys into girls in the early 1870s.  She was a hoot and was most definitely more S&M than M&S.   However, that’s another story for another day.

So ends the first post!