I remember 5 ys ago in Bergen-op-Zoom (the Netherlands) for the invitation of a friend to a local festival.
He proposed to meet on the Main Square, saying we would easily spot him of his funny hat he was wearing.
Reaching Main Square we were confronted with the below sight.
Oh yes, little nuance: the ‘festival’ was in fact the city carnival.
Haha, great sense of humor, thank you, Richard! (Thinking of you…)
First time ever ordered any clothes online.
“For office/work” was the category for the (on the photo) knee-length decent dress, and I do not doubt there ARE workplaces where this dress is the norm, but I’m afraid I work elsewhere..
If I was single at the moment, in this dress I would find a partner anyhow – it just can’t be zipped up at the back all alone..
We are buying some sweaters to our daughter in NL.
The method recommended by her is the following: I take a photo of her in each piece and then on the basis of the pics she takes the decision.
I pop the question: what if she just takes a look directly in the mirror?
From her look I conclude it was the Ultimate Evidence of Misunderstandings cross Generations.
I say a quiet ‘sorry’ and back out of the changing room with my eyes downcast.
Me, the (desperate) housewife.
Quiz: which button was sewn up by me?
This morning I’ve dressed up as a bee.
Must bee a busy day.
My daughter (13) – ‘dressed to the weekly laundry’ she claims..