by Fortysomething Fan Girl | Oct 11, 2016 | Fashion
Paralysed. That is the only word to describe how I felt while fingering a rather lovely cashmere jumper in a rather lovely boutique shop in my local town. (This is how the impoverished get their kicks, you know.) It wasn’t the jumper itself that stopped me in my...
by Fortysomething Fan Girl | Sep 8, 2016 | Fashion, Tips
On rare occasions I am asked what I wear in bed. It’s one of my favourite questions. My actual favourite is, ‘When were you born?’ Because then I can answer, “ ’69. Year of the Cock.” The gratuitousness of which gives me enormous satisfaction. But ‘What do you wear...
by Fortysomething Fan Girl | Jul 8, 2016 | Fashion
I have just pulled a pair of pants out of the bathroom bin. The pants in question belonged to my husband of more than two decades and might well have been that old. As I held them up for inspection (acceptable to the British Heart Foundation? Serviceable in the...
by Fortysomething Fan Girl | May 16, 2016 | Fashion, Travel
A Pash for Pashminas Last night, Anna and I went to the cinema. As we sank into the giant, marshmallow-like seats and broke into our bags of pick ‘n’ mix with the unashamed ambition of finishing them before the main attraction (no mean feat given...
by Fortysomething Fan Girl | Apr 27, 2016 | Fashion
Voting With My Feet Wrestling with Hallux Rigidus this week has worn me out. And before you get to thinking that Hallux Rigidus is some blonde, Nordic porn star, let me put you straight. In fact, straight is the only way I can put it, because Hallux Rigidus is a...