"And thus the whirligigs of time bring in their own revenge!"
The cut of the clothes and the tie look exactly like the kind of senior school uniform my generation of schoolgirls campaigned unsuccesfully to get rid of!
I was brought up to think that gold coloured leather or fabric was "common" only worn by " a certain kind of woman" (my mother and aunts' euphemism for a street-walker,
No girls' school of my day would have countenced hair that length hanging loose - you would have been told to either have your hair cut level with the lobe of your ear, or somehow or other to pin it up until it was long enough for a pony tail or plaits.
But, I feel fairly convinced that if you are sixteen or seventeen, or even fourteen or fifteen this is IT or whatever the expression used these days.
And grandmothers have always thought that their grand-daughters' clothes were appalling.
Remember the comments like "I just don't know why your mother lets you go out looking like that" (said by Daddy's mother).
