Military chic
I was looking forward to getting out of Cartoonies mode and back into sensible clothes. Then I saw my reflection.
I’m in harem pants again today because they’re my only pair of non-jean trousers that fit. Centre partings, which are good on some people, give me the look of a teenage boy with unfortunate 90s curtains. My shirt has been washed with so many non-whites it looks like the ‘Before’ shot in a Daz advert. My stubbly calves, demonstrating the colour my shirt’s supposed to be, are straining to escape the silk cuffs of my trousers with the determination of a pair of malnourished paratroopers, which is the only military thing about my look today. As for chicness, the faint aroma of last night’s kipper isn’t helping much.
Luckily the light in the ladies loo at work is broken at the moment, so my colleague Flavie has managed to capture a dusky shot that reveals none of the above disturbances in my appearance.
Military
Defensive
Conclusions:
- Never thought I’d say this but I’m starting to crave a good pair of slacks.
- For a clandestine photo I will undo two shirt buttons.
- For a day at work I will undo no more than one.
I've always found it funny when people write letters to the Guardian's Weekend magazine complaining that the recipe ingredients are too middle class and the fashion only looks good on thin people. After all, it's just a magazine. Or is it? I decided to follow its recipes, fashion and lifestyle advice as closely as possible, to see if the aspirations promoted therein can really be achieved by the average reader who is not especially wealthy, not necessarily model thin and is obliged to work regular office hours. This blog has no affiliation whatsoever with the Guardian but I link to the Weekend magazine website for the purposes of illustration. 
Guardian Girl 
I can’t remember how I linked to your blog, but am so glad I did as it makes me howl with laughter! Your “vanity project” is in my “need humour before I kill countryfolk” bookmarks now I’m living in the Shire and senses of humours appear to evaporate as you pass Reading on the M4. Love it, keep it up xx
Awesome. Just awesome. You are so funny. Welcome back, GG! x
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