new wear

This week I bought my final piece of Topshop uniform, these leather shorts. This was after a little second guessing in the fitting room and asking Eve (while she handed customers tags and manned fitting room) if 'Please be honest, are they a little bit obscene?' Thankfully I can count on Eve to be honest (its this honesty that when we first met prevented me from seeing just how brilliant and witty and amazingly deadpan she is). She kind of twisted her mouth and said 'they are a little bit. but only a tiny bit and that's probably because I'd feel uncomfortable if they were tight.' I thanked her, pondered and then realised that as I seem to be making a habit out of wearing vaguely inappropriate bottoms at the moment I may as well throw down the gauntlet and get these too. I concluded that come Autumn with a nice modest jumper and some thick tights they'd look somewhat less obscene and though I kind of got over my leather short moment a while ago there was something about these calling me back. I wore changed into them tonight after another successful run (50 minutes in the pouring rain which felt amazing) and tried them out whilst making a wholemeal pesto and feta pizza. For those of you curious they're one of those awkward Topshop sizes that sits in-between dress sizes and leaves you wondering which way to swing. I opted for the smaller, asking myself if leather has the ability to stretch. I shall report back when I know the answer.

On the subject of honest opinions in the fitting room, I know sometimes it can be scary admitting to someone if what they're trying on doesn't work but do. Otherwise you'll be inflicting onto them that awful moment when they return home with their goods and realise as they look into their own mirror that you told a porkie. And then you'll be in trouble. Besides, you'd always want to know the truth, wouldn't you?