I'm not being ageist here, because I'm no longer in the bloom of youth; but there does come a time in a woman's life when she really, really, really, really, really, really, REALLY needs to realise that her hemlines need to be lowered.
I can live with Kat's guttersnipe whore de luxe fashionry, which includes abbreviated skirts and lots of cleavage to the point of nippledom. We know she's supposed to be a slut.
But, please ... there comes a time when grannnies like Shirley and Jean need to leave off the micro miniskirts. Shirley's an impending fiftysomething and Jean's past fiftysomething, and the mini does neither of them any favours.
On Shirley it screams "old dried-up lag." On Jean, it simply reeks of desperation.
On the other hand, we have yummy mummy Tanya positively matronly in her dress sense, early fortysomething Denise, extremely attractive, very demure and Carol downright dowdy.
So less of the mini and more of the trouser suits, jeans or just normal daily wear for Shazza and Jazza. At the moment, Eastenders is suffering from a preponderance of thickset beefcake and mutton dressed as lamb.
I can live with Kat's guttersnipe whore de luxe fashionry, which includes abbreviated skirts and lots of cleavage to the point of nippledom. We know she's supposed to be a slut.
But, please ... there comes a time when grannnies like Shirley and Jean need to leave off the micro miniskirts. Shirley's an impending fiftysomething and Jean's past fiftysomething, and the mini does neither of them any favours.
On Shirley it screams "old dried-up lag." On Jean, it simply reeks of desperation.
On the other hand, we have yummy mummy Tanya positively matronly in her dress sense, early fortysomething Denise, extremely attractive, very demure and Carol downright dowdy.
So less of the mini and more of the trouser suits, jeans or just normal daily wear for Shazza and Jazza. At the moment, Eastenders is suffering from a preponderance of thickset beefcake and mutton dressed as lamb.
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