Category: Fashion
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5 Wardrobe Essentials Every Middle-Aged Women Should Have
Recently, I wore a cropped sweater to work and one of the kids accused me of not dressing my age. I was so outraged by the comment that I demanded to know why she expected me to kowtow to society’s construct of how women should dress in middle-age? Needless to say, she looked back at…
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I’m Not Quite Ready To Wear A Leopard-Print Kaftan This Christmas
Full-Length Kaftan by MollyKaftans How’s everyone faring in the depressing search for the perfect dress for Christmas parties and, ultimately, the big day? I’m going to admit that – having trailed all the stores to the north of Sydney and exhausted the seemingly limitless stocks of The Iconic (and the patience of the very crabby…
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The Best Skinny Jeans For Women That Aren’t Skinny
Not sponsored. Nothing gives a middle-aged woman more pleasure than great customer service. Perhaps, because we’ve been through the mill of life, getting hurt, feeling under-appreciated and losing friends we once believed to be loyal, given the right treatment, we are about as loyal as a royal Corgi. And in my opinion, overall, customer service…
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15 Things Every Middle-Aged Woman Needs In Her Handbag
Panty liners and wet wipes – for when you sneeze, cough, laugh or have to jump on a trampoline to pretend you like little kids (and trampolines) at a family kid’s party. Thick foundation – to cover those break-outs of middle-aged acne or Rosacea triggered by all that intense red wine drinking exercise you’ve done…
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Where Were The Boys From Queer Eye When Meghan Needed Them?
Most Republicans and anti-Royalists would agree that having feigned disinterest in a royal wedding for months, there are only two reasons to surrender our idealism and watch it on the day: The dress/dresses The potential cock-ups I know I sound bitter, and perhaps my honesty is not what you’d expect from a British citizen –…
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Eyebrow Problems In Middle Age
I went through another of those middle-aged duty calls in order to meet the aesthetic expectations placed upon womankind the other day – the utter onerousness of a waxing session. I shouldn’t grumble really, hair-care it is the only beauty treatment I pay for to meet society’s expectations of beauty so that I don’t terrify…
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When Will I Feel Grown Up Enough To Wear Grown-Up Clothes?
I know you’re probably thinking that this post is a replica of the one I wrote when I went through the trauma of finding a dress for my dad’s wedding earlier this year, but a second verbal vent is required after my most recent experience of trying to dress this sad, old middle-aged body. When…
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The Fashion Mistakes Teenagers Need To Make
We’ve been through a lot of stuff with our son Kurt, as many of you know, and I can’t deny that there have been occasions when I’ve felt a tad wistful as I’ve walked down the street and spotted groups of clean-shaven, preppy-looking boys in their Polo shirts and boating shoes. The weight of loss…
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Vintage Cooking: Could Devilled Eggs Really Be Making A Come Back?
Friends came around to dinner this weekend. Since we moved to the apartment we entertain less and to be honest I was feeling out of practice when it comes to cooking for the masses from our matchbox of kitchen. When I researched what to cook on the Internet – keywords being “easy” and “quick” –…
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Women + Shopping = Happiness
Look how happy this woman looks! I had a bit of a shite week last week and needed some release, so I decided to go shopping. It’s not something I like to admit to – needing to spend money to feel happy – because I’m sure it undermines my intelligence and makes me sound likes…
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14 Ways To Achieve Fuck All On A Rainy Day
You might have gathered from the news that it’s been raining kangaroos and funnel web spiders here in Australia over the past few days. There’s this giant myth around the rest of the world that it’s sunny all year around here, and if you live in states of the country fortunate to have crocs and…
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Finding The Perfect Cocktail Dress At Fifty
Exciting! I remember thinking facetiously as I ripped open the invitation to my father’s third wedding, which takes place in London this week – (hence journey from hell mentioned in previous post) – unable to repress the feeling of being every inch the middle-aged Cinderella, when it dawned on me I’d need a dress. Eat your…
Louisa Simmonds 