I get dressed, go to the supermarket/post office/library/hospital/specialist/accountant, blah, blah, blah.
Minding my own business, I'm asked if I'm on my way to a fancy dress party.
It's when there's clearly no sarcasm intended, that I have to hide my face to cover the smirk and imminent laughing fit and get the hell out of there.
Sorry general public I can't help it - it's always more fun when my seven y.o. daughter and I go all out in capes and what have you, just coz we're bored, and order fish and chips.
Love her sense of humour, the little darling, she thinks it's hilarious when dolled up in her giant, black, frothy pettiskirt, with mother in tow in god knows what, she tells the cashier that no, we came out to eat!
It's not to show-off, shock or make a statement.
It's a mix of sublime comfort and wanting to feel fabulous.
Here I've put together a normal everyday little something that I'd wear just about anywhere.
Black Milk have done it again with their Wave leggings and I've added a thrifted, white, Metallicus t-shirt (first wearing here); 1930s peach silk camisole (underwear) type thing that I wear as a top and a 1940s fur cape that always makes me feel like Barbara Stanwyck or Joan Crawford. Plus a mix of vintage rhinestone necklaces, fake and real pearls.
Oh and Docs. Just so I know I can run for a bus.
Some of you have asked me about the huge, bronze skirt that is always being a show-off in some of my interior shots.
Yes the little darling got her 15 minutes HERE!
I know you magnificent creatures love to play dress ups, but how far will you splash out with what you wear just to do your everyday errands, or even work?