Once upon a time

I went to places. I was out in the world. This dress was bought for a sunny day at Ascot, the kind of day where you just eat and drink and pretend to watch horses, I do believe that there was a little bit of Lemar involved too, yes he of beautiful Fame Academy eyes. As was a given in those days my white dress and sparkley tights were treated to the obligatory red wine bath over lunch, but luckily the folds in the skirt hid most of the evidence and it miraculously came out in the wash. Keep. For old times sake, but sigh, those days when I could(just about) get away with no bra underneath are passed and gone.