'Sasha, whose eighth birthday celebrations coincided with her trip to Europe, and Malia, 10, may remember Mrs Brown fondly. The last time that they saw her, when the Browns visited the White House in March, she left them each a carefully chosen set of clothes from Topshop' (Times).
Topshop? Carefully chosen sets of clothes? Aaaaaagh.
Tuesday 9 June 2009
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I met the Carnival Queen in The Royal East Sussex Hospital in Hastings in 1955.
She signed the plaster on my legs, and I was in tears when they first covered it all up with a re-run/reinforcement, and then cut it all off when I got better!
I might even show a picture of me then...possibly will if I can find it...
Hats, you are evocative tonight...
Little girls navigate by clothes shops. That's Top Shop street, this is Tammy Girl street,.......
Yes, regrettable; pity Woollies closed a few weeks too soon.
Big girls do too, Dearieme. - We'll have a look in Pucci, then, and Crisci - Procacci for elevenses and after I need some tights. - No need for street names at all.
I know of no girls who want middle-aged women buying 'carefully chosen' clothes for them. Paticularly middle-aged women with a spectacularly public record of choosing so poorly for themselves.
What a thing to do.
You would have been a little boy, Scrobs, not a girl faced with someone carefully choosing you clothes.
It is unforgivable.
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