I wrote here about ordering clothes which were too young for me from the Kaleidoscope catalogue, just for the fun of trying them on. Their latest catalogue had a beautiful evening dress, and I knew, I just knew when I looked at it on the young model, that even on me it would look good. I ordered a size 20 - (I don't delude myself - much!) - but it was actually huge, and much too long. Even so I could see that I had been right, and that it suited me. So I sent for an 18, just to try on you know, no point in keeping it, as I never go to the sort of posh occasion where I could wear it. Sarah Jane, my adopted granddaughter companion, who aids and abets me in all these sartorial follies, was agog to see me in the right size.
Today I put it on for her. Wow! I found a pendant of just the right length to cover up my rather ugly heart surgery scar - (I practically never wear low necklines now) - and a pair of glitzy earrings from my younger days, and . . . . . "I have to take some photos" SJ said, "let's go into the garden". And so began the photo shoot.
The first 20 shots or so didn't come out at all, as SJ had not understood the subtleties of my camera. So we started again, with more success. "Work it, baby!" SJ kept telling me. I knew what she meant, but I'm neither supple enough nor unselfconscious enough to do that properly! There was a lot of giggling, and a whole lot more when we looked at the pictures on screen, and I thought up captions for some of the less elegant poses. I can probably leave those to your imaginations. Here are some of the results, and you can tell me after, if you think I deserve to keep the dress or not. (All right, I know I'm fishing!)
[I think you'll find the middle one in the top row won't enlarge, so you can't study my legs in detail! JT]