Picture please!A pair of worn camouflage leggings w/a faded black t-shirt that says 'ageing gracefully' on it. It's tied in a knot on my side.
And, my hair in a ponytail. Blk zories.
I'm not allowed to take pictures on SaturdaysPicture please!
50 years ago my then-boyfriend got a job weighing dyes at the Biltmore factory in Guelph, Ontario, Canada.This morning my blue baggy trousers, with a turned up cuff, are topped off with a blue and white floral Hawaiian shirt, both of which my wife made for me. Colin Johnson made my blue and white correspondent shoes, my hat is a Biltmore and the two tone socks I buy from Rocket Originals.
How we can reminisce such details from the past. I won't be wearing the Biltmore today. We are dining out for our Sunday lunch, for that we always like to put on the glad rags. At present I am undecided on the jacket, a suit maybe, but apart from my Zoot suit, they are all sombre. What I shall do is look through my blazers, once I have chosen the one I want, the rest, like shirt, tie, trousers, shoes and hat will match or contrast that blazer.50 years ago my then-boyfriend got a job weighing dyes at the Biltmore factory in Guelph, Ontario, Canada.
They hired him because he was a high school graduate. They said non-graduates couldn't weigh properly. We were surprised by that.
Yanno what happens when you lose your belly button? Your fanny falls off!
errrrm...Yanno what happens when you lose your belly button? Your fanny falls off!
Nope. Over here it means your butt end, your behind, your arse.errrrm......you know what that word means in the UK.. ?
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wanna borrow a pair of mine ?Another one of those "when you thought you'd heard it all" articles. This one about "how to style your favorite comfy sneakers." Style? Sneakers? Really?
Yanno what? I just realized that I don't even own a pair of sneakers. Nope. Looks like I got old enough that I only wear Keds except at work, where I have to wear ugly-azz non-slip shoes.