The Horror...
As a kid we didn't seem to have much money for luxuries, so my mum made my clothes (sewing my trousers, knitting my jumpers etc). I didn't have a pair of Jeans 'til I was about 14 (and the ones I had then were from some dead bloke - I remeber my mum being so proud that they were M&S jeans "They wont fade, they're quality" !). All was OK til high school when I suddenly got harangued for wearing a vest (one wore t shirts under shirts). My nickname was also "flairs" because my trousers were not drainpipes.
In 6th form there was a group of us who tried to wear the wost imaginable clothes - my favourite was green shoes with leather laces, grey Farrahs (Id spread my wings a bit) a green stripey shirt ("pacers") a silver bow tie, beige or red waist coat (with pocket watch) and my flasher mac or a bright yellow ski jacket. At least I was being ironic. Our Dad's kipper ties were popular too.
First time I voted I wore an Orange Tampa Bay Buccaneers NFL top, multi colour day glo shorts (think Anthrax) and trainers. And Birmingham Bulls baseball hat at a jaunty angle.
Nowdays it's a music T shirt and jeans.
Cool or what huh !
(kitescreech still here, Sat 26 Aug 2006, 20:23, Reply)