Uniform

Since I am home for Christmas it’s back to work and time to pull out the old uniform. Cracking out of my old wardrobe I realise I am in dire need of new shirts. So out I venture into the Arctic winds of Glasgow and trail around shops. Now aren’t I shocked when I realise that apparently the stores are all big fans of Working Girl. Hanging before me on the rack is a shirt even Melanie Griffith would say “Aren’t those shoulder pads a bit big”. Apparently with the 80’s making a huge comeback on the catwalk we are all supposed to walk around sporting sofa cushions on our shoulders. With mine already sufficiently defined enough I opt instead for simplicity over making a statement via clothing.