Whilst on holiday with friends last week, we had a fancy-dress evening for our friend Steve's birthday. the theme this year was reverse your age; Steve was turning 27 so had to dress as 72, etc. etc... Oddly, Steve wife is 23 and I'm 32, so we swaped ages (though not clothes, I should point out, it wasn't that sort of party.)...
It was quite fun, my attempt at dressing like a 23-year-old wasn't nearly as interesting as those who were gaining 50 or 60 years though...
It all made me realise that I've reached that age where my fashion freezes. I can't keep up with the kids no more, so I'll probably be dressing like I am now for the rest of my life: non-descript twenty-first century retro forever...
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