A recent conversation with my rather elegant mother reminded me yet again of the many reasons why I will never be a fashionista. I was getting ready to travel - during which I always prioritise comfort over classiness, in terms of clothing - and she was clearly worried about just how, ahem, casual I was planning to go. Mum: Just promised me that you wont wear a shalwar with your T-shirt, like you did that time! Me: Thats just vicious slander. I have *never* worn a T-shirt with a shalwar outside the house! Mum: You did *that* time... Me: That was NOT a shalwar! It was one of those Aladdin pants. They are perfectly respectable. Lots of people wear them. Mum: *What* pants?!? Me: Oh, you know what I mean! They have some name out of the Thousand and One Nights. Mum (manages to shudder and sigh simultaneously): Oh my God, are you talking about HAREM pants? Me: Yes, yes, those are the ones! (OK, yes, I *do* sometimes wonder if Im adopted - and I suspect she does too! :-D )
Posted on: Tue, 28 Jan 2014 15:12:48 +0000
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