Wednesday, 9 February 2011

The lure of leather....

As a 47-year-old woman I've started to get used to being invisible. I'm not so vain as to want to have men ogling me but it is slightly unsettling to feel as if you've disappeared just because you've turned 45.

I like to think I've still got a little bit of that undefined 'it' - ok so it might need the help of the right outfit, suck it all in underwear and soft light nowadays - but aren't we always being told that 50 is the new 30? Equally I don't want to go down the frozen face route either, I'm too much of a scaredy cat for cosmetic surgery.

So, I'd rather resigned myself to middle aged anonymity - until I bought a leather skirt. Well girls, it seems leather is the answer. I wore it to work the other day and, heavens to Betsy, I was suddenly not only visible, I was in the spotlight. What is it about men and leather?

My skirt is definitely not bum grazingly short nor clingingly tight but it is black. I wore it with heels and a black fitted top. I'm a curvy girl, all boobs and bum, but this skirt seems to work the good bits and I have been told it makes me strut.

Well, it sure does something as I hadn't even got into the building when it started. A delivery man actually put down the parcel he was carrying to open the door for me, a definite first. Men smiled at me, made eye contact and one even held the lift for me. All in all, a very nice day and one I'm putting down purely to the skirt!


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