The first horror is the jade green jacket and matching trousers that I wore to see David Bowie in the Serious Moonlight Tour in Milton Keynes. For some reason, I'd left it until I actually got to Milton Keynes to buy an outfit, and I only had about two hours. Plus, I was staying in a village called Stony Stratford rather than the town centre. So there was only one boutique, and it wasn't exactly offering cutting edge fashion.
At that time, I hardly ever wore jeans. I was convinced they made my thighs look huge. Well, to be honest, they did. Normally I wore skirts or dresses. But I figured everyone at the concert would be wearing jeans, so I thought this outfit would be the most appropriate thing. The red shoes are a nod to a line in his song "Let's Dance."
Next. This was the sort of dress I wore a lot of the time. It had a drawstring waist, which is a flattering shape for me normally. I didn't have much of a waist so I was drawn to dresses that tried to give me one. The pale pink dress was in a weird toweling material. My mum hated it! To make it worse, I used to wear it with white tights. Remember them? My hair was in this style for a long time until I went very short (more on that shortly). I had dyed it black but missed a bit at the back, and a child on the bus said very loudly "why does that lady have a piece of hair that doesn't match the rest?"
Next up is the primrose yellow pie crust collar blouse and skirt I wore for a significant job interview. My mum was shocked to say the least when I came home with this, bought specifically for the interview. Somehow I managed to get the job. The Princess Diana influence is apparent in the pie crust blouse with ribbons. Very twee on me, but it was fashionable. I know now that this style doesn't suit my personality.