Wednesday, July 28, 2010

IIIIIIIIIIII'm Sixty!

I like how these shows are all nag nag nag, criticize criticize criticize, but once you're old, fuck it, just wear whatever. Like just being able to dress yourself after sixty is an accomplishment. Sure, wear overalls and a lobster bib to your grandson's christening, that's fine. Socks and sandles? Alarmingly poor choice at fifty-nine, totally acceptable at sixty. Note to Kat: this isn't Greece, people over sixty still have to look respectable and show up to work. And I bet you really just hurt your aunt's feelings, you jerk.

Also: Margo is a high-powered executive?

4 comments:

Charlene said...

What I love is a woman in an acid-green blazer and white shirt telling other women how to dress.

Carlye said...

My grandmother was 100 years old, and she dressed better than any of them! Age has nothing to do with it. You either have style, or you don't.

kitchenbeard said...

I'd love to know where this is all going. Maybe we'll see Margo end up in a tight constricting leather studded collar.

mrvy said...

Who says "spinster" anymore? Not someone whose fashion advice I'd be inclined to accept. Although, My Fabulous Mom still uses words like "icebox" for refrigerator and yes, "pantsuits" and "slacks," and dresses more fashionably than any of these people. More fashionably that I do as well, for that matter. Sad.