The day always starts so well: me and my girlfriends dressed to the nines in frocks we’ve spent ages choosing, faces made up with just a smudge of smoky eyes and a perfect arrangement of scarlet lipstick, legs waxed and tanned, heels firmly strapped to the feet, topped with a large picture hat encircled with silk blooms or, for some, a bijoux fascinator with a smidgen of net falling seductively across the right eye. We channel Audrey Hepburn and Sophia Loren – such class, such allure, such perfection! Off we go to the champagne breakfast, then on to the racecourse where thousands more women have similarly excelled themselves.
from Olivia W’s Blog Rss http://www.stuff.co.nz/life-style/well-good/inspire-me/98814823/How-to-avoid-being-mutton-dressed-as-lamb-at-the-races
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