| It's a 'girl' thing |
| Monday, August 08, 2005 |
I have realised that there is something wrong with me. Don't laugh. Okay there are several things wrong with me. Okay, okay, a lot.
Anyway, despite flapping about in my thirties, I seem unable to refer to myself as a 'woman'. I even get irked when little kids refer to me as 'lady'. e.g. "Mummy, look at that lady's wobbly bottom" - when it should quite obviously be "Mummy, look at that GIRL's wobbly bottom".
So this morning I'm in a cafe reading an article in Australian Vogue (no knitting patterns, no recipes, not a childlike eligible bachelor in sight ... but lots of dresses worth a week's wages and some odd catwalk fashion not suitable for day wear) and it was talking about how today's women don't want to grow up (ie, not having kids, gadding about in the latest teen fashions, listening to Beyonce, etc etc.).
It was like looking in a mirror (Well apart from the Beyonce thing. Though there is plenty of inappropriate pop trash in her place). I think it's a slight thirties crisis (This morning it was heightened by the fact that at the cafe I was surrounded by mothers who had just dropped their kids off at school sipping skim-milk lattes and talking about Baby Gap and sandwiches. Shudder.)
Am I refusing to grow up? Is there a whole new generation of er women girls who are joining the female equivalent of the 'all men are boys' club? Anyway I don't care - I'm still having a bouncy castle at my birthday party this year. And I want a skateboard. |
| posted by Cleo Twyford @ 3:54 PM |
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This is obviously why I love to shop at Dotti but can never buy their trousers ... as they are not made for 30-something hips. Or are they meant to sit half way down your backside? Whatever - I'm not risking it.
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This is obviously why I love to shop at Dotti but can never buy their trousers ... as they are not made for 30-something hips. Or are they meant to sit half way down your backside? Whatever - I'm not risking it.