Lynne McCrossan: Forced to admit to act of bare-faced cowardice
Last week was no exception, while on a chicken run for that evening’s tea I spotted a fabulously voluptuous young lady sporting leopard print harems.
She’d done the sensible thing of dressing the trousers down by adding a light denim shirt slung over the top of her summery strappy cami. I admired her outfit every time our paths crossed doing the supermarket sweep.
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Hide AdAs fashion fate would have it, the leopard print lass and I left at the same time so my spying was extended.
As she walked I thought my eyes were playing tricks on me as there appeared to be a little half moon situation happening in her trousers.
Aware of how inappropriate it is to stare at another woman’s derrière I had to disguise my gawps while I got closer to investigate.
To my horror the half moon turned into a full moon in broad daylight without the poor leopard print lass noticing.
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Hide AdTorn between confessing to staring at her rear or saying nothing, I quickly slid past keeping schtum. Now I feel such fashion remorse that I let that poor girl go round flashing Gorgie. I pray it doesn’t come back to bite me on the ass.
Fashion Insider
The blazer is back with a vengeance but it’s the Miami Vice style of jacket I’m talking about. So make it oversized and turn up the cuff to do summer in style.
Do it in ice cream shades or hot
neons to be bang on trend.