I’ve always had a bit of a soft spot for boiler suits,
looking back I imagine this is largely owed to my favourite bright red heavy
duty ‘flying suit’ I wore back in the day. Of course my sister had the exact same
one which my mother would insist she dressed us in simultaneously, we looked so
smart!.. (we looked like a cheeky pair of chubby Sylvanian-sized grease monkeys!).
Being made to dress exactly the same as someone else is something which would
no doubt infuriate me these days, but the truth is back then I secretly quite
liked it, as anything which meant looking and being even half as cool as my big
sister, was o.k by me.
So yes, my love of them has been long lived, I also
always supposed that guys found them sort of sexy too, in a girl-in-any-pilfered-boyfriend-baggies
+ heels=surely enormously attractive kind of way, which could surely only be a
bonus, right?!...Sadly, however, this illusion was recently shattered when my
boyfriend pointed out there was nothing remotely sexy about dressing like Michael
Myers! Charming!
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