Hello fine folk! Regular readers of my blog will know that I have been hoodwinked into being an ambassador for Oxfam’s #DressedByTheKids Day on 29th April (missed it? recap here) with a promise that my daughter might actually know how to dress me on the day….
No seriously, it’s an honour. But as I try to convince myself…well, how bad can it be? I thought I would try and appease my concerns by looking back at some of my previous fashion mistakes to put my mind at ease in that however bad it gets, surely it can’t get as bad as….
Thinking I could get away with wearing a big santa beard and looking like a drag queen who let’s face it, has seen better days…
Looking like a chef who apparently had a fight with an ostrich…..
Thinking I could convince the whole world that in fact, yes! I am Lady Gaga….
Pretending that my alter ego had in fact, saved the day….
and finally, that mesh and a moustache accompanied by a whole lot of sweat was really a good move at the time….
Lordy lordy what was I thinking?
Blimey, and that’s only in the last decade. I’ll spare you the travesty of the fashion disaster that was the 90s….