A Christmas Italian

Our work’s do was a Christmas Italian. A quicky job cos we never want to think about Xmas too early.

I wore a dress that I’ve had in my cupboard for a few years, bought when I was in denial that my cancer had spread. Luckily it fit, phew! Was going to wear a pair of sheer patterned tights but that day was the day when the forecasts were talking about freezing rain. So what did I have instead. Well you can never say no to a pair of red and orange stripy hosiery. I pretended it was for Christmas rather than the truth that I have a quirky sense of style, but hey style is what you make it.

The Italian was beautiful! Will go with hubby in the future.

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