Two of the best things procured from my recent sojourn in Melbourne were these high-waisted, khaki trousers and the floral print shirt.
The Arthur Galan shirt was rescued (for soppy sentimental reasons) from a pile of “shit” that Imelda Mike was planning to kick to the curb and the trousers…correction…dream trousers, I snatched from the army surplus store on Chapel St (which has since closed).
It doesn’t take long - but once you’ve eased your mind into the idea of a trouser that sits above the waist, you’ll never ‘drop-trou’ again.
And yes, I’ll continue to wear both the sunglasses and the blue steel scowl until I’ve purchased my new reading goggles!
Everything can be taken from a man but one thing; the freedom to choose his attitude in any
given set of circumstances.
Posted by: burberry outlet | 11/02/2011 at 12:16 PM