Guardian Girl

It’s a recurring theme in this cul-de-sac of the blogosphere that in order to wear a certain type of garment fashionably (which is so different from just wearing it), you have to have a certain type of something. Sometimes that something is a hairstyle, sometimes it’s a body type, sometimes it’s the right shoes.

For most knitwear, it’s birdy bones – unless you’re doing Joan Holloway sweaters and playing the ‘curvy’ card (which much of the British mainstream media seems to think is a strategy women deliberately play, as if we wake up in the morning and think ‘what bracket shall i fall into today?’ and then decide to be plus-sized, Girlfriend, feel sexy and wear it with pride! With our heads held high!

Ta Gok.)

Anyway I believe it to be true of most knitwear that it does help if you’re a bit diminutive around the wrist, bust and hip areas. This delicateness helps you avoid looking like an aftershaven Chingford builder out for a pint of Fosters of a late summer evening.

It wasn’t just my cruel internal bully that suggested I might be looking a bit masculine in this get-up yesterday. A man directing queues of people through metal detectors at the Hindu temple I visited out of Diwali-related curiosity called me ‘Sir’!

OH GOD, WHAT’S THE POINT OF HAVING BOOBS THEN?

The fashion paperclip does a less effective job of holding a wardrobe together.

Conclusions:

• Ladies, what’s that failsafe garment you always feel fabulous in, no matter what the occasion? Tweet me!
• Harrrr, only kidding.