Not DIY but....
Christmas before last, my mum was a bit flush and splashed out on some 'proper designer clobber' for my brother and I.
I smiled sweetly when recieving the 'european fit' fcuk long-sleeve t-shirt (I've never worn a long-sleeve tee in my life - I don't think it accentuates my beer gut too well!, and my entire wardrobe is oversized shirts / baggy jeans) but found it a little harder to mask my shocked state of mirth when I unwrapped....... a burberry shirt.
Bless her, she thought this was the dogs bollox, it was 'the big name to have' and she actually paid over a hundred quid for this high-quality, yet rather garish item. Yes, this wasn't a pastel piece with pale patterned hilights, it was the full on brown 'raincoat lining' chequered horridness. I would have actually looked the part in 'that picture' of Daniella Westbrook and her sprog.

It's still sitting in my wardrobe today, i haven't the heart to give an unworn £100 shirt to the charity shop. Maybe I'll go to a fancy dress party in a few years? I definitely have some adidas trackies and I think some black boots that'll pass for rockports.

In response to other posts, I also had a grandmother who was a demon with knitting needles, and suffer the childhood pictures of homemade jumper hell.
(Greencloud Wanted to go fishing on, Fri 25 Aug 2006, 15:50, Reply)