not a fashionista moment @1985
I'd been living out of a backpack from the end of August, traversing many different climates. In Tokyo it had been edging up to 40c, London about half that and throughout Europe most days had been in the pleasant mid-20s. What to cobble together when the chill factor hits?
I give you:
Black and white trousers.
Purple wooly jumper.
Red, ridiculously oversized, oh so 80's jacket with compulsory shoulder pads.
My favourite pink ankle boots.
Whilst in a mad scanning old negatives frenzy, the Not Boyfriend admitted he preferred the way I dressed back then. Though in another couple of decades am sure I will look at the clothes I wear from this era just as, err, fondly.