I was in an upmarket shop some time back and I spotted a sign attached to a rack of dresses: "For Luscious Ladies", the sign read. So much nicer than many signs that announce "For the Fuller Figure".
Up until last November when I hurt my foot I was borderline 'luscious'. Then I couldn't walk much for a year - all I could do was eat and sulk - and now I am most definitely 'luscious'. And isn't it a delightful word? Doesn't 'luscious' conjure up visions of Marilyn Monroe, and Jane Russell, and, Ava Gardner and, Betty Grable and,well, I guess all those fuller-figured lovelies from the fifties?
I was watching a tv programme last month and the news guy announced that for years the fashion boffins had been wrong and it had now been proven beyond a shadow of a doubt that wearing horizontal stripes did not - repeat, not - make a person look fat. Quite the reverse, in fact.
What? Stripes will make me look .... thinner???
I rushed out and bought two stripey tops. And do you know what? I think they're working. I suddenly feel all svelte and slinky.
Makes sense, too, because now that I think about it, I can't recall ever having seen an overly-rotund zebra..
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