I must make an effort.

I called in for a coffee at lunchtime, at my friend Angela's gaff. We are of the same ilk, make do and mend, recycle and reuse, and we both love second hand. She had been given a bag of clothes from a friend who was having a clear out, some of them didn't fit her so she offered them to me. 

I am not too fussed about being fashionable, baggy and comfy is me. Angela on the other hand always looks nice and makes an effort. She handed me garments from the bag, saying how about this then, it will fit you. I hesitated because skinny jeans are not something I would wear. I don't want people looking at my bum, and besides I don't think a 71 year old should be dressing like a teenager. She made me try them on. Amazing, they fit. Then she handed me some tops saying try this one. 

Some of the clothes were not my thing, I don't like cutoffs, or pedal pushers as I think they are called. They have to be regular length trousers or shorts, preferably baggy. I am not too keen on threequarter length sleeves either, I want to pull them down to my wrists. She went through the bag picking out what she thought I ought to wear. 

Here is the fashion show.  This is a beautiful shade of turquois, with a jewelled neckline. Lighter washed stretch denim jeans. 

I like pink. This is a really comfy and soft t shirt. 

The colour doesn't show very well on this picture, it's shades of maroon, orange, and green, stripes. Darker stretched denim jeans. 

And a lovely pair of soft leather boots, which fit me perfectly. 

Plain black long sleeved t shirt. 

And look at me now, back to my normal self, my baggy slobbing about the house clothes, ha ha. 

I promise I will make an effort and get dressed up in my new to me clothes. I think people will be shocked when they see my new image. 

Thanks for popping in. Toodle pip.  ilona