When I was about 17 I had a red woollen dress with short sleeves made of looped wool. Being bright red (and i was a gingernut) it was quite noticeable. The first time I wore it another girl turned up in the identical dress.
The second time that happened was about 20 years later. I'd treated myself to a full length Paul Costello coat in Liberty's sale. Very tailored in several colours checked wool. I called it my clown coat. I wore it to work one day and on the train home a girl appeared, wearing the same coat. I still have it although it's too small for me.
My great love was shoes - when I was 21 my GPs gave me £100 which I spent on clothes. At that time Wallis used to do copies of garments from the Paris shows and I bought a yellow, full skirted, coat by Ungaro. I also bought a pair of pumps which were off white with pale beige heel and toe caps with a matching bag from Simpsons and a pair of sugar pink sued flat shoes from Galeries Lafayette.
Now I stick to a mainly blue palette but in the past I've always gone for bright colours because I did like to be different. Ideally however, I'd like to have worn Armani but I'm not suited to tailored clothes.
A better word than 'apologise'?


