Posts Tagged: clothes

What I did at Worldcon: Friday

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I wore my finery. I seem to look sort of unhappy, but that’s probably because I was having my picture taken. Amber necklace, a pair of amber  earrings and one different amber earring (can’t wear three different amber earrings any more since I lost one of the little globes in Galicia and the other broke

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On my head

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Birthday presents from other half: an overdress/apron to wear with my newish medievaloid clothes (I already had an apron that I like a lot, but it’s far too short to keep cooking stains off my ankle-length skirts), as well as something to wear on my head. Three somethings, in fact: two little cotton caps, one

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Dress for success

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Fr T being on holiday, we had Fr J, whose own parish has services only fortnightly so he was free this weekend. I like Fr J a lot– he celebrates with joy and exuberance, which makes up for the fact that he lacks Fr T’s precision. Choirmistress (who is Fr T’s wife) was on holiday

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I have clothes!

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I hate buying clothes. It’s not that I don’t like clothes as such (though I don’t usually care much) or that I don’t like to have new clothes, but I hate fitting rooms and full-length mirrors, especially if the shop assistant hovers or, worse, meddles. Most of the stuff shops have isn’t to my taste,

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Little green dress

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Back when I was younger and thinner I had a little apple-green dress with a full-circle skirt to just below the knees, a close-fitting bodice, and three-quarter-length sleeves. It was just about perfect. Then my body expanded from pregnancies and advancing age so I couldn’t wear the dress any more, but neither could I bear

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