Simone started this Meme, Amy tagged both Robyn, and myself.
Here you go.
Title your post- Meme: Five things in my wardrobe that I wouldn’t be without.
Tell us who linked you.
List your 5 wardrobe items.
Paste these rules at the bottom.
Tag 2 or 3 others to join in the fun!
Right, I tag whoever hasn’t done this yet.
So this is my first meme. Simone and Amy I hope you feel very special. Simone created the initial meme and Amy passed along the link. Deep down I wonder if this is a subliminal way to get more links to your blogs. I’ll oblige as I like you both.
I’m currently at the end of a tiring week and am enjoying lazying around in my flannelette pyjamas. I’ve been in them since 6.20. Awesome.
My top 5 things in my wardrobe that I wouldn’t be without.
1. Dark blue jeans. Comfortable, practical and versitile.
2. Cocktail dresses. I amassed a small collection while living in Townsville.
3. Wallabies jersey. A large dose of sentimentality mixed with an equally a large dose of patriotism.
4. Brown jackets. I have a long and a short one. Looking forward to wearing them more than once per year.
5. No ironing required white skirts. I hate ironing so I like these skirts. They can be dressed up or down.
Now I’m supposed to tag people. I choose Phoebe and Queen Stuss.
I’m sorry. I feel compelled to put finger to keyboard to comment on a social phenomena probably best left to Ben.
I can no long stay silent on this topic. It’s divisive. It’s controversial.
I think my gaydar is broken. It used to be well honed because gay men had an air of difference about the way they presented themselves. They were more articulate, more likely to wear shirts with plunging necklines, and more likely to wear tight pants.
Over the weekend (which we spent in Brisbane for the Rugby and some impromptu father’s day meals) I could have used these descriptors on 90% of the men I cam across. Statistically this figure should have been much lower. Even in the valley.
What’s going on? This can’t really be any good for either camp. Neither the camp camp, nor the straight camp benefits from this fashion osmosis.
It reminds me of the time I walked into City Beach and couldn’t tell which clothes were for men and which ones were for women. But that’s another story.
I’m just saying…