I thought it time to cut a swing ticket off and to try wearing one of my new skirts. I took photos to share on a Facebook Group that I am in.
It appears that I really need a haircut very badly and also that I have gained far more weight than I had imagined. Pass the eggs…
To the skirt: I chose Skirt 1 and wore it with the longer layer outward. Paired with plum leggings and plum socks and I only had putty coloured shoes to wear but they team quite nicely with the oatmeal marl vest worn up top.
I feel the need of some kind of accessory to bring it all together. I tried a cowl but wasn’t thrilled.
I feel very cosy.
I feel very floaty and ethereal, despite photographic evidence to the contrary.
I feel like a very old Hippy. The skirt and Grandpa vest are items I would certainly have been wearing back in the Sixties.
Do we all regress as we grow older, I wonder.