Today is a sad day. Today is the day I have come to the conclusion that at 38 I can no longer pull off sequins. Bejewelled (yes I believe that is the correct terminology) footwear and tops - I think there are a few more years to be had but sadly no sequins. Although having said that I do have a brown top for next week which has a few scattered on it and a London, Paris, Moscow (I liked the fact NewYork had been replaced by Mosow - that's just how I roll) grey sweatshirt number which might just pass - actually no the sequins have had their day.
Inappropriate wear for a 38 year old?
This is the offending item that has brought about this sad day. I am currently wearing my flower sweatshirt -its very soft and cosy and I do like it. When I proudly came downstairs, having teamed it with the shoe horned size 14 jeans, my hubster took one look laughed and said "have you met my teen wife!" "Too young?" I enquired "no, no..." cue coughing and laughing. The final test was when I asked my step-daughter aged 14 "it is a tad young" followed by "I don't really wear sequins"