Sally's World

Wraparound dresses are a bad idea…a worse idea even than hipster jeans with a thong showing…not that I am a thong person; I think there is merely about a three week window when you can get away with a thong…somewhere in your late teens...unless you’re Madonna of course.

So finally in the UK spring has sprung, the sun is shining and it is finally warm enough to allow our milk bottle white legs to be seen by the general public…

So I went into my wardrobe and dug out a dress…gasp…it’s been a while…if only I had thought it through, after all, it is England, and even if its warm, its still going to be breezy…so while I didn’t mind showing off my legs below the knee, I was a little less impressed with the strong gust of wind that took my dress and made it land up around my neck somewhere giving the whole world a view of my comfy cotton knickers…(insert huge blush here)

And lets be honest here, I’m no Marilyn Monroe…but it could have been worse, I could have been in a thong and flashed my arse too…not sure what’s worse, flashing my granny knickers making the world think I’m a frigid frump, or wishing I was sporting a racy thong…whilst while making the world as a whole gasp at my audacity for thinking I looked okay in one, might make them think I was at least not quite over the hill…

Big sigh…another place I can never show my face….mind you would anyone recognise it, after all, my face was perfectly well covered…with my skirt!!!!