Wednesday, June 25, 2008

Kate O'Mara still wearing leg-o-mutton sleeves.


I've just had my hair cut. Brave in a lunch hour, especially as I'm not that pleased with it. It would make Dr Hilary Jones baulk. All I need is blouson jacket and some slax and you couldn't tell us apart. I want to rush home and wash it all out, but it'll have to wait.

I bumped into Clair on the way out - looking incredibly slim I thought - and luckily she didn't notice, which I was thankful for. She's having hideous freelholder problems. What can you do about freelholders that make your life a misery? All advice she'd be grateful for, I'm sure.

Back to blousons, though. Have these properly died out? Kate O'Mara and Dr Hilary are the only people I can think of who still give them houseroom. And perhaps Jeremy Clarkson. I owned one once, briefly. I caught sight of myself in a shop window and it looked like Bernard Manning had collided with the Reynolds Girls. Not pretty.

I've moved on.

2 comments:

Clair said...

No, I didn't notice. I was just grateful for someone else to moan at! I went off and spent £125 on a dress, oh dear....

TimT said...

A freelholder? Is that someone who takes care of your former-Brookie-actress-turned-Hollywood-star?

I practically lived in a blouson in the early 80s. It was white and made by Adidas. All I needed was a little trilby and I'd have looked like the Hofmeister bear...

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