When it's cold and wintery fashion goes out of the window
Mind you
I must be honest
I have never really been known for a David Niven-esque debonair " look"
Last night it was freezing, so I went to bed with more clothes on than I had worn during the day.
This morning I just threw on wellies and slogged through dawn jobs then swapped wellies for crocs so I could pop down to the vets to collect some pre ordered antibiotics
Now next to the vets is a small supermarket, and as I wandered around clutching my scotch egg two pack and bag of bagels ( before you say anything...I have been saving all of my weightwatcher pro points over a week for this little treat) I heard someone sing out a chirpy " hello John"
The greeting came from one of the consultant anaesthetists from work ( who was standing in line with a pile of French sticks and a few bottles of expensive red), and I couldn't help noticing that he was giving my grubby track suit bottoms, lurid socks with crocks and grotty anorak the once over
"You in work today?" He asked politely
Luckily he spotted the irony, when I wagged my crocs at him and said
" no I'm off to church"
Well , as it turned out..I am not in fact off to church.....I am off to clean the carpets with an all singing, all dancing " finally get rid of those doggy smells" vax machine, kindly lent to me by another local affable despot Greta ( below)
Btw
Love the hat!
Mind you
I must be honest
I have never really been known for a David Niven-esque debonair " look"
Last night it was freezing, so I went to bed with more clothes on than I had worn during the day.
This morning I just threw on wellies and slogged through dawn jobs then swapped wellies for crocs so I could pop down to the vets to collect some pre ordered antibiotics
Now next to the vets is a small supermarket, and as I wandered around clutching my scotch egg two pack and bag of bagels ( before you say anything...I have been saving all of my weightwatcher pro points over a week for this little treat) I heard someone sing out a chirpy " hello John"
The greeting came from one of the consultant anaesthetists from work ( who was standing in line with a pile of French sticks and a few bottles of expensive red), and I couldn't help noticing that he was giving my grubby track suit bottoms, lurid socks with crocks and grotty anorak the once over
"You in work today?" He asked politely
Luckily he spotted the irony, when I wagged my crocs at him and said
" no I'm off to church"
Well , as it turned out..I am not in fact off to church.....I am off to clean the carpets with an all singing, all dancing " finally get rid of those doggy smells" vax machine, kindly lent to me by another local affable despot Greta ( below)
Btw
Love the hat!
Hahaha. "Off to church" is great!
ReplyDeleteI go on nighttime walks with my DH and dog. When it's cold outside, I bundle up in layers with any warm clothes I can grab. DH says I look like a homeless lady. :)
The state of my pants...I look like a serial killer
DeleteWearing crocs is a misdemeanor over here. Kidding. Kinda.
ReplyDeleteHave a good day sir!!
I know ,,,I know
DeleteHope you pulled your track suit pants down to cover your socks...? ;)
ReplyDeleteI'm guilty of the same - crocks and socks to town in winter, and just crocs in summer...! Love 'em.
Unfortunately they were still tucked into my socks
DeleteWhooops
I think they look like very sensible church going crocs ~ one thing I have noticed about churches these days is the dress standard has become very casual ~ at least here in Cairns.
ReplyDeleteI think our vicar wouldn't be best pleased with shit covered crocks
DeleteI've seen all ends of the spectrum at any of our church services. At least you're cleaning the carpets after wearing such footwear.
DeleteSartorial elegance, defined. x
ReplyDeleteJess.
DeleteI always said you were a real lady x
A fashion plate you are...I have Nike shower slides that are the most comfortable things in the world on my poor feet and I wear them sockless in the summer and with socks in the cold! I only ever put on real "shoes" for weddings and/or funerals. Enjoy those saved points...you are looking very svelte!
ReplyDeleteSvelte?
DeleteYou darling
Loving the anklets.
ReplyDeleteLike a deer's
DeleteClearly the consultant anaesthetist planned to anaesthetise himself with red wine!
ReplyDeleteWhat was he going to do with the French stick then?
Deletebwhahahaha; "off to church"! don't mind the looks, it's the brains that count!
ReplyDeleteI never seem to see anyone I know when out and about unless I am wearing something frumpy and thrown on. At least crocs are fashionable!
ReplyDeleteEven with both straps broken.?
DeleteHa ! good save. x
ReplyDeleteWell done Sir.
ReplyDeleteTa muchly fif I and cindy
DeleteThank goodness that handsome vet wasn't in shopping...you'd have been hiding behind the shelving.
ReplyDeleteUnfortunately George was out saving sheep's lives
DeleteI had to contend with the bored receptionist
Lovely carpet.
ReplyDeleteIt will look even better ( and smell better) after a shampoo
DeleteFashion, smashion! It is all about the comfort and warmth factor :-) Have a great day, John.
ReplyDeleteBarb
Ooh dear, I looked down at my own feet, and between the crocs, and a compression bandage worn since my Achilles tendon surgery, I'm not much different :)
ReplyDeleteAnd to think, I once wouldn't even consider walking out of the house, unless I was done-up like a dog's dinner, high heels included.
I like the "me" of these days.
~Jo
John, you have more important 'things' to do other than worrying about what you are wearing.....right?
ReplyDeleteI never worry about what I look like jimbo
DeleteWhen winter weather cuts our neighborhood off I chain up my 35 year old Volvo and run errands for all the housebound residents. One of my runs was to a requested Pizza Parlor, when I walked through the door with yellow wellies, dark blue wool pants orange winter coat with fur cap, a very well dressed young lady chimed very loudly “well you’re enough to frighten all the night creatures.” The young owner who knows me from the neighborhood quipped back “well why are you still standing here”?
ReplyDeleteWelcome to my world !
DeleteI thought that you might have dressed up, seeing that you were popping down the vet's …. I hope that the George Clooney look- a- like vet didn't see you !! XXXX
ReplyDeletePhew, glad to know you're still knocking back the scotch eggs. I thought for a while there you might have been attending Scotch Eggs Anonymous and trying seriously to break the evil habit.
ReplyDeleteNever nick....I am seriously thinking of asking my sister to buy me two fro christmas
DeleteI always wear my unofficial smallholder uniform when I go to town, John. I must have at least fifteen different hats. You just reminded me its time to wear my Tartan fleece lined ganzy. That's Irish for a coat.
ReplyDeleteDave , I always ought a ganzy was a cardigan?
DeleteBloody hell......blogger teaching me another lesson
Glad it's not just me who dresses like that :-) when I take the dogs out in the morning I just put my waterproof coat on over the top of my PJ's and then when I get back inside, I always do my sewing in my PJ's too. No point in being uncomfortable lol. The neighbours used to think I was a bit eccentric, now they all know I'm a bit mad :-)
ReplyDeleteSo many bloggers like me.......but only a few of us admit our foibles me thinks
DeleteYou're right John. A Gansey is a jumper or pullover made of wool. Just Googled it. I still call my outer coat a Gansey though.
ReplyDeleteJohn,
ReplyDeleteI know why you wore those crocs, so you could slide on the rug while cleaning it. Always looking for ways to have fun :-)
Don't work to hard at home!!!
You're not alone in feeling a bit out of place at times, John. I often take my dog out in the car, to the woods or the beach and I dress accordingly. On the way home I sometimes call into the shop nearest my village - Waitrose. Aaaarrrggghhh! I suspect you're supposed to visit the hairdresser and have a complete makeover before treading their hallowed floors. My muddy walking boots, thick socks, warm trousers and well-worn fleece jacket do seem to attract glares and sniffs. Good job I whip off my thermal hat before entering, or I'd look a right tramp.
ReplyDeleteAs long as you smell okay, that's what counts. ;-)
ReplyDeleteI wouldn't put good money on it susie
DeleteMost people around here don't dress up, so no one really notices unless it's clear you haven't bathed in awhile.
ReplyDeleteNever heard of "French sticks" before...and wondering just how far I should let my mind wander, as I'm still at work!
ReplyDeleteMon dieu!
DeleteFashion shmashion. Practicality (and comfort) are MUCH more important.
ReplyDeleteAlways fancied one of those carpet cleaning thingys....let me know how it goes. I love your crock/sock combo.If Crocks had been around thirty years ago, Benny from Crossroads would have been sure to sport a pair.
ReplyDeletestill wandering around here in my crocs as well
ReplyDeleteCrocs are the universal shoe; wear it anywhere and everywhere. Good taste.
ReplyDeleteHeh. I'm a firm believer in dressing to be comfortable.
ReplyDeleteHope you enjoyed your scotch eggs, John!
I like to dress nicely, and generally don't have to worry that it will be cold. I sold my coats on e-bay after I moved to Florida. I never need more than a jacket, but Favorite Young Man has gone native and thinks he will freeze to death if it's below 60 degrees.
ReplyDeleteLove,
Janie
I was seriously worried about the odd color and shape of your ankles before I realized that you are wearing socks.
ReplyDeleteWell, it looks like your personal style has good company. Crocs are very popular with the Finnish and British tourists here. I had no idea they came in fleece-lined versions! You might consider getting a pair of those for you Welsh winter.
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