|Do I dare?|
I always took note when my mother disapproved of ladies of a certain age wearing clothes that in her opinion were "mutton dressed as lamb". Nowadays, it seems that anything goes, but does it really? I've never been particularly interested in fashion myself, reasoning that it is an ephemeral industry which exists solely to give women complexes about their appearances - and to make money. I have believed in dressing in order to flatter the better aspects of my shape and to draw attention away from the worse ones. This winter, everyone from six to eighty has been wearing 'jeggings', a cross between jeans and leggings, my daughter informs me. They are usually worn with calf-length boots and longer tops, although the younger, the wearer, the shorter the tops - not always to the wearer's advantage in my opinion. But then the young must be with the 'in' crowd or face the consequences, no matter their shape. Up to now, I have steadfastly refused to follow the trend, even though I am starting to stand out as the lone shopper with the straight-leg jeans. I am even starting to feel uncomfortable in my comfortable clothes. Even the oldest ladies are looking good to me. Is everyone looking at me? Should I give in? Happily, spring is imminent. I think I can hold out until then.