Respectable clothing at 60?

Recently on Amazon, I saw a silk skirt that was described as long length, 20’s style, in silver. Fine, for me, that ticks all boxes, lets face it. And on receipt, I have to agree with everything but one tiny matter, the length! Maybe knee length (barely) was long for those daring young Flapper Girls in the 1920’s, but for me, at 60, when I see long length, I’m expecting at least calf, if not ankle, but anyway… Yes, as you’ve gathered, this long length skirt just about covers my knees when I’m standing up, and struggles to do so when sat down!

No, I’m not sending it back, as I say, its gorgeous, and a young cheerleader, or even a young Flapper would love it. But me, at 60, where it out, doing the flapper look, absolutely no chance! My legs may well be better than I believe they are (several have told me they are), but my knees arent a pretty sight due to surgical issues, so something this short, in public, no chance!

But what I was wondering, is what length do people regard as respectable for a woman of my age? Is flashing my knees, as a Flapper would, fine, or just the biggest no-no of all time? But what is OK? Just below the knee? Calf length? Ankle length? Is it just me being too modest, or am I wise not to wish like mutton dressed as lamb?

Before you ask, yes, I do wear dresses out that show some leg, from time to time. But I do make sure they’re safely below the knee, but now I’m wondering, is that just because I’m aware of the state of my knees, or is it just because I dont think its suitable for a 60 year old to wear? If anyone wants to advise before I pack for Seattle, feel free! Funnily enough, last year, I bought a dress on line that claimed to be calf length, but again, barely covered my knees, so never worn since. Yes, its pink, yes its gorgeously flapper, but for a woman of my age, wearing it out, my view is no!

But should it be that way?

Mind, thats not the only style of dress I love that i’m not brave enough to wear now. Lets ignore my crazy ‘leather’ skirt purchases, they are too short to wear out, but fine, I picked them up for virtually nothing, and they were fun to wear indoors once, but probably never again. But my leather trousers, should I really be avoiding them, just because of my age…?

And no, much though the idea of wearing latex clothing, especially a catsuit, might appeal to me, in my eyes, there is no way that a 60 year old should ever wear anything like that, so now I guess I never will. But is that the right attitude?

To be fair, there is one dear friend (Yes, Adriana, I mean you), who would happily convince me to dress up showgirl style, a la Clara Johnson without any thought whatsoever. And fine, maybe she’s right? Oh, and agreed, if I was talked into it, and no one else beyond close friends saw, I agree, it would be fun. But I can see her wanting me to go out, in showgirl mode, and have fun for an evening, but…is it the done thing?

So tell me, should I lighten up, and flash my knees (and maybe some body?), come what may, and just enjoy it, or am I wise keeping it at least relatively modest in look? What do you see as apt for a 60 year old? And no, as much as I would love to wear a Burqua just once, for the experience (and Muslim support), I hope you dont want me to go quite that far in cover up lol!

Right, video time. Being honest, these outfits are about as revealing as many that Clara had to wear, but these were seen on TV when children would have been watching! Oh those wild 70’s lol! But me, like Clara Johnson, dressed as a dancing queen, hmm?

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We can still come through

You know how, in peoples eyes, that librarians are a dull bunch of people, who never do anything exciting in their lives, or anything? Well, maybe in this modern world, that is the way they carry on, though I doubt it. But in fictional stories set in the past, librarians can be pretty crazy people. Well, one can at least, some crazy lady named Lemma.

http://192.155.80.152/LemmaTheLibrarian/index.html

I will point out this isnt my normal short, one chapter story that I’m posting about here, this has just completed after Chapter 20, and some of those chapters are quite lengthy, so be warned before digging in, but Lemma, and her cohorts make for an entertaining crowd. Dull librarian, no, she isnt!

In truth, this story isnt just about Lemma, and the books she has to collect, for good reason, its about the sidekicks that surround her, especially one, a guy named Iason. Put it this way, he’s the one that ends up getting Lemma out of most of the scrapes, and holes she drops herself into, and without him, she would have been a mind controlled slave, or supper for a dragon a long time ago!

So why write about it now? Well, as far as the EMCSA is concerned at least, she’s come to the end of her tasks, and the end of the road. Strictly she has to get safely home yet, but seemingly thats only in ebook branding, and I barely have enough money to live life, and time for reading anything else, so not going to happen. Great shame, but such is life. Again, maybe another reason for not getting too involved? So what I would suggest, maybe pick a chapter, or 2 at random, hope you pick a good one (wont be hard), and have a good laugh at her misadventures.

So what can I say, Lemma, and the author, Midori Konton (not her real name, but anyway), other than thanks for the incredible, and sometimes insane journey, I’m going to miss you.

Video time, what Iason did so many times for Lemma, though at the end, maybe the roles were reversed? Oh for the guys, the relatively modern day chorines.

Silvered Lady

Its fair to say that in my life, along with all the boringly sensible stuff I’ve done, I’ve done a few crazy things too! Most of those I’d be inclined to blame on acting roles, singing in a tribute band (when I was a teen), though I certainly couldnt use that as an excuse for everything, being honest. No, I’m not telling you some of them, I’d hate to shock some who think they know me well, and I’d hate to bore some of those who do know them, and would just say so what?

But one thing I’ve always done when doing ‘spectacular’ roles, or dressing up exercises, is to always wear clothes! And now, lets face it, anyone that would get excited by seeing me in the buff, well, you’d be crazy to do that, in truth! Believe me, I’m 60, and there are bits you’re better off not seeing! But anyway…

One of those things that has always fascinated me over the years, is the body painting thing. You know, as in painted to look like you’re wearing clothing, or an outfit, or if I was really lucky, an all silvered robot! No, I’ve never done it, never going to now, but I’ve always wondered what it was like to be painted like that?

Does it feel strange being painted? Does it feel like you’re naked, or clothed once completed? And other silly questions like those! Anyway, I guess now, I have more chance of dancing in a chorus line, like Clara Johnson did, than of modelling just wearing body paint! And given the former is minuscule, you get my drift? 😉

But yes, if anyone wants to cure my curiosity, without killing this ‘cat’, I’d love to know.

Right, videos tonight. In truth, I assumed, in my innocence, that I wouldnt find David Soul singing live, but seems I’m wrong

Oh, and for those fortunate enough to read, and know about both blogs, this comment is for you. Dream outfit to wear to the races, probably this! Hat would even work for Royal Ascot, lol!

Hands up, and use your phone, honey!

For those who see both blogs, this for once, is the more serious one! I know, but no disrespect, but I think the whole Clara Johnson past life thing probably works better with the audience over there. If you think otherwise, let me know, OK?

Sometime back in the 1980’s, the first mobile phones were released to the public. They weighed roughly as much as a brick, similarly sized, and the battery life was measured in terms of a few hours. Nowadays, some are so tiny, the battery lasts forever, and have computing powers way ahead of what my computer had less than 20 years ago!

I’ll admit it, guilty, a couple of years after they first came out, and prices had just descended from crazy levels, I bought one for myself. No, I never used it a lot, but it had times when it was handy. I owned a couple more until about the turn of the century, when my phone was a lot smaller, I reached a point where owning one became a pointless exercise. I think I could did get another, for a few years in the mid 2000’s, but eventually I never needed to use it, the credit ran out, then the sim expired, and I never bothered again. So I would guess the last time I had a working mobile phone in the UK would be about 2009, or 2010. I have had a US one for a few years, that I use when away over there, sometimes (never got topped up last time), but that has been it.

But now, for reasons of wisdom, I’m the owner of a UK phone again. Not because I feel the sudden need to inanely chat to, or text people, but because of health issues, and related security. Yes, the ‘ancient old lady’ needs to be able to contact people, in case of emergency, so its probably a wise move. Like my US one, its thankfully a very basic model, this one with nice big buttons, for my poor arthritic fingers, nothing very smart, just like me! 😛

I think its fair to say that the chance of me ever sending 500 texts in a month, or talking for 150 minutes in same period is almost certainly nil! The latter might get more use than the former, but even so…but at least I’ve now got one, should I need it. But no, unlike some, I have no desire to talk on it the whole length of a journey from Huddersfield, to Bradford, by bus, and yes, I’ve seen that numerous times, eek!

OK, video time. I suspect that if Clara Johnson had been a dancer in the 1970’s, and 80’s, she might have been doing something like this. Before you say these outfits are skimpy, its positively puritan compared to some I’ve seen her wearing in pictures! Oh fine, I probably dreamed of doing this when I was young!