Thursday, December 11, 2008
* "clobber" is a word we use in Ireland for clothing. As in: "I'm wearing my best clobber to the wedding."
Irene had a great post about her personal style today which got me to thinking of mine.
And I do have one, and have had one for a long, long time. I had a few sidetracking experimentations over the years but always came back to what works best for me.
Long skirts, though I was a great one for the minis in my time.
Long cotton/linen/cashmere sweaters.
Long colourful scarves.
Long colourful coats.
Men’s cotton shirts.
Interesting cardigans in wild colours.
Long black stockings.
Black patents shoes
A yellow slicker for the rain
Bright yellow rain pants
No nail polish, ever.
No fur, ever.
No leather, ever.
I have a passion for purses, knapsacks, rucksacks, bags and all kinds of “sacs du jour” as the family have it. I’ve never found the perfect one but have come close on occasion. My current bright red one which I’ve had for nearly a year: a personal record, holds the current book, the digital camera, my knitting, my journal, my palm pilot, my cell phone, several pairs of glasses, my very large wallet, pens, lip gloss, nail clippers, chewing gum.
I’d like to find a teensy tiny laptop for it, to interface with my large one and which would bring itself to life in a wifi area. No: a Blackberry or I-phone is too small. I’m not I-Podded yet but expect to be, maybe interfacing with the teeny tiny laptop.
What’s your clobber?