How would we recognise you?

meritaten

I asked because I have these lovely austrian crystal beads left over - and though I dress mostly like a goth - I do love a bit of sparkle! might incorporate some jade beads (also leftover from a craft project).........er - my safety pin is about to take on a life of its own and become a brooch!

So happy to have made you laff Dazi! but, I have learned not to dress as if I was six foot! lmao - it sank in when puffball skirts were in fashion and I tried one on and decided I looked like a lurid mushroom!

bearcub

lostinrates wrote: »

. I don't get to ride much any more, but have ridden in 'expressive clothes' often enough. It all started when i realised i could ride my pony in my school unform if i hitched the skirt up. I have health probs that stop me riding, but occasionally scramble about to show a client or dh something. A couple of years ago i had to get two of the horses out of the field down the road in a hurry, and there was a monent a worried what i looked like, in a long dress riding and leading in head collars, barefoot, (i had shoes that would have fallen off while riding or been dangerous when dismounting) though a rather smart village to home. Sadly it was less romantic looking than it sounds.....my dad reckoned i loed like a bag lady on a rag and bone horse (i was moving our pensioners but they don't look that bad). The oldies liked the outing anyway.:o

:rotfl: I rarely ride now - the pony can't be ridden, the horse is 25, and I'm getting to the stage when my knees object a little to the riding.

Hmm, diamond studded safety pins, meritaten. :cool: Now that's style!


Middle-aged in your mid-30s, lostinrates? You gotta lot to learn! You know that saying that it's compulsory to grow older, but optional to grow up? Yeh, that's me! :):):):)

meanmarie

I am the short, fat elderly woman wearing either a black cape with hood and dog hairs or a red coat with non-matching red shoes...my glittery pin that I bought in a haberdashery is pretty loaded with pins now (one for each meet I've been to), so only wear it when going to a meet.

Marie

meritaten

all this talk of riding is making me nostalgic! My OH used to keep horses - and very eclectic tastes he had in them! everything from Welsh mountain ponies to part Arab. and one very special one which HE never got to ride - but I did! a totally loco ex polo pony! sniff.......I am gettin maudlin now. I will never be able to ride again, I havent for over twenty years - miss it tho.

kezlou

VJsmum wrote: »

I'm the one hissing "say please / thank you / hello / goodbye" to the children

thats me, costs nothing to be polite

Well depending on where i am and who i'm with shapes my personality.

If you go down my street i'm the one with a dodgy looking peach wall, green fence with plants everywhere. You'll also see and hear me shouting at my cat lucy to get from under cars and with a bunch asking me if they can help with the plants. Or in the summer picking raspberries from the front yard. Just ask for the plant and cat lady and you'll find me

Generally walking around i'm either walking around with cotton jacket, big huge cardi shivering my backside off whilst laughing like a hyena with my best mate, We get some funny looks.
Or driving around in a red van singing to soil or disturbed and telling my OH not to turn it off. My boys just pretend i'm not with them or they pretend they've put nirvana or incubus on not me.

Jazee

I'm the one in the supermarket with my glasses permanently hanging round my neck, accompanied by the exceptionally tall man who constantly hums to himself, with me hissing at him to shut up.

Cat501

meritaten wrote: »

I am trying to picture all of us on this thread at a 'meet'! and I can envisage a gathering of mostly middle-aged to elderly women attired in black, wearing biker boots - some of whom are pulling a shopping trolley, with a sprinkling of smartly attired women and one wearing full evening regalia (with hay in her hair). Now that would be a sight to behold! but, we would all get on famously I think!

er hang on, I don't ever intend to call myself middle aged or elderly:rotfl:

Would be a laugh though - and everyone's welcome at the Messy Meet....we picked Sheffield because it seemed the most central and therefore the fairest, and we could still be OSers for the day - except it won't be Old Style, it'll be Occupy Sheffield:p

kezlou all that music talk makes me want to go out!

lostinrates

meritaten wrote: »

all this talk of riding is making me nostalgic! My OH used to keep horses - and very eclectic tastes he had in them! everything from Welsh mountain ponies to part Arab. and one very special one which HE never got to ride - but I did! a totally loco ex polo pony! sniff.......I am gettin maudlin now. I will never be able to ride again, I havent for over twenty years - miss it tho.

We have a loco. Polo pony. We love her, she barely tolerates us.

PeanutButterJellyTime_2

I'm the woman walking down the street constantly pulling up her jeans (recently lost 2 st, and jeans are to big, but won't buy a new pair till absalutly nessassary), tripping up over her own feet, and being distracted by sparkly things in shop windows.
You would recognise me by the red tips in hair and HUGE dark blonde roots (growing out hair), over worn trainers (nearly falling appart, don't buy trainers untill there is a hole in the sole. I like to get good use out of my shoes), bandana on head and snood-type scarf around neck.
In the house, I'd be the one with "that aweful music" as my mum calls it. What do you expect from a couple of metal heads? Opera???

Alison_Funnell

PeanutButterJellyTime wrote: »

I'm the woman walking down the street constantly pulling up her jeans (recently lost 2 st, and jeans are to big, but won't buy a new pair till absalutly nessassary)

I think you are under estimating the convenience of a belt.