Can anybody on the face of this doomed planet look bad in a freshly ironed crisp white blouse?
Honestly, to this day I can still remember every so clearly, the first time I buttoned myself up in a heavenly-white blouse.
It was a very special moment.
This takes us back to my school ducks phase.
I went to the same school from Year One all the way to Year Twelve.
A typical pretentious old-girls private school in a small suburban town that proclaimed itself as the "Garden City".
Everything about this school I hated barring the bull-shit over-priced uniform.
They were snobby and definitely over-the-top, naturally, I adored it.
Our Winter uniform was by far my favourite number.
+ White Button-Up Blouse +
+ Tartan 100% Cotton/Wool Pleated Skirt +
+ Navy High Socks +
+ Black Mary-Janes +
+Tartan Tie to match the Skirt +
Okay, I understand that the above may sound like something that would feature in a late-night xxx film BUT, give me the ben of the doubt, when I say this but us girls, sure looked bangin'.
The first time I wore this collaboration was in June 1992.
At the wee age of 5, I was well-aware that I looked BOSS.
All thanks to the plain white button-up and perhaps the tie gave it just that cheeky boost too.
Present time - at the age of 25.
I wear a white blouse to work and still feel like I could rule the world simply by poppin' up my well-bleached collars.
Yes, I'll admit it.
I feel mighty sexy y'all.
I can bet my favourite limb (my left fin) that the general fem pop could not agree with me more.
(very pleased to go to work this day)
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