Going Bertie: Liquorice Allsorts

It's getting ever closer to spring and the days are getting brighter and soon all the lovely spring flowers will start blooming. 

It's March! So you are allowed to be as mad as a March Hare (not to mention a hatter) so I've gone a bit Bertie and I am wearing my liquorice allsorts outfit!

The national press are terribly disparaging about women over 30, we shouldn't have long hair, wear shorts (or Capri pants) or wear gingham! Oh well rules were put there to be tested and broken LOL I'll still be rocking my Capri pants in the old folks home with Marv, whilst we dye our hair rainbow bright colours.

So here's to continued long hair, gingham tops, dresses and playsuits, shorts and hot pants! 

Capri Pants: Dangerous Curves in Hot Pink by Deadly Dames

Halterneck Top: Black and WHite Gingham by Vivien of Holloway

Shoes: Mary Janes by Bordello

Growing Old Disgracefully by Jenny Joseph

When I am an old woman, I shall wear purple 

with a red hat that doesn't go, and doesn't suit me. 

And I shall spend my pension on brandy and summer gloves 

and satin candles, and say we've no money for butter. 

I shall sit down on the pavement when I am tired 

and gobble up samples in shops and press alarm bells 

and run my stick along the public railings 

and make up for the sobriety of my youth. 

I shall go out in my slippers in the rain 

and pick the flowers in other people's gardens 

and learn to spit. 

You can wear terrible shirts and grow more fat 

and eat three pounds of sausages at a go 

or only bread and pickles for a week 

and hoard pens and pencils and beer nuts and things in boxes. 

But now we must have clothes that keep us dry 

and pay our rent and not swear in the street 

and set a good example for the children. 

We must have friends to dinner and read the papers. 

But maybe I ought to practice a little now? 

So people who know me are not too shocked and surprised 

When suddenly I am old, and start to wear purple.