Movement

[shermarama]

So I spent this afternoon wandering round the shops in the centre of town helping Chris try and find some clothes to buy with vouchers that are otherwise going to go out of date; we did find a few things (baby pink linen mix jacket massively reduced in the sale - he was umming and ahhing about whether he's cool enough to wear it but it fits him like a glove - places to wear it WILL be found) but the experience was also quite interesting in terms of clothes for me.

One of the shops it's always worth going in for someone Chris's shape is Topman. They seem to have this thing going on at the minute with scoopy funnel necks or draping hoods or incorporated scarves, everything made of thin, slinky jersey with unfinished edges, long lines, wide openings. It doesn't suit Chris at all but I ended up trying on a bunch of tops in case some of them fitted me. And they so nearly, nearly did; this asymmetric-hem, scoop neck shirt is one of the most feminine things I've ever tried on in a shop, and the shoulders fitted perfectly and the length was just right (looking like a top from one side, a sort of dress from the other); the only reason I didn't buy it was that it was a bit obviously not designed to contain tits so it was too wrong around there. But apart from that, seriously. It's set me thinking about what I should be doing with drapey unfinished jersey now.

Meanwhile, remember kids, every step we take is a rhythm. There is no movement without rhythm.

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[blue-mai.livejournal.com]

I enjoyed that.