Yes, it really did happen. I may not have woken up in a skip out of blackout with a crushing hangover and dream England got knocked out of The World Cup in crushing disappointment. But they really did get knocked out of The World Cup in crushing disappointment. I wish I would have been in blackout now. I remember everything last night.
I remember the build up, the optimism, the hope, the frustration, the anger, the rage, the pessimism, the short bout of joy when they scored, the optimism they would go on to win and then the familiar crushing disappointment at a soft as shite late goal to get knocked out.
I remember everything. Just to top it off the Italians played like a load of pissed women on Ladies day at Ascot and lost to Costa Rica. England out. End Of Game.
Speaking of Royal Ascot, I got absolute pellets on Facebook yesterday when after passing Waterloo in the morning on the way to work I observed a raft of women togged up to the nines in their New Look finest, clipping along in high heels, hat and tiny jumpsuits ready for a day on the piss at Ladies Day. I posted "At Waterloo - lots of Mutton dressed as Lamb."
I got pellets by women standing up for their New Look sisters for the right for women to wear what they want and not get judged by men. I think they missed the point.
I wasn't criticising them for it. I was celebrating it. There's not much mutton around down in London. Plenty in regional towns around the country but sadly London girls consider themselves too cool to doll themselves up. I love it. I love women dressing up. I notice young girls now not dressing feminine. Instead it's all ugg boots, tracksuit bottoms and shapeless wear. Walk down the Kings Road at a weekend and sadly you wont see anymore Leopard Print jumpsuits as you did in the 70's when I was growing up. (though to be fair there wasn't too many of those around Cox Green in Maidenhead)
Of course everyone has the right to wear what they want but I grew up in the 70's when it was celebrated for women to look sexy and celebrate their femininity.
In fact it's funny as most guys like it and the most critical people of what women wear is other women. "Look at her dress. She looks like a slut." I've heard women tear others to shreds. Not a lot of sisterhood going in there is there?
Let's not fuck around in PC liberalism here. Some women dress like shit. Some look awful and some don't even try at all. I find that a shame. Dull, bland, boring. Women are great. They are women. Godesses. In All shapes and sizes why not celebrate their sexuality, femininity and bodies. I actually encourage the mutton look. I encourage all looks.
And whilst I'm at it, I better not be sexist or unfair here. Some men dress shit too. In fact, lots of them. Uniform bland boring and no effort at all. Most blokes aren't into their togs. Fair play to them, Most couldn't give a toss. They'd wander about in their dressing gowns if they had their way. Nuts out and all. I'm into mine though. I love clothes. I like dressing up. I like getting compliments. Yes I'm a total peacock but fuck it. It's all good fun.
I appreciate someones style whether they be men or women, but when you have been fed a diet of Escort, Razzle and Club International as a kid and forever watching Live and Let Die just for Jayne Seymour or Solitaire then you kind of develop certain likes. Even punk was an extension of burlesque. Just fucked up a bit. Bondage trousers, fishnets, PVC. It all goes back to female sexuality. Lets call it right people. That's why it's so disappointing that women's lib kind of decried the sexy look. Made it shameful to dress sexily. Sexual equality has got fuck all do to with dress, clothes, look or anything else. It's about attitude.
Plus I cant be a hypocrite. I walk around in tight ladies jeans with cowboy boots and an 80's pop star hairdo. I take loads of shit every day from blokes about how I look but that doesn't bother me. In fact if you dress weirdly you have to almost expect abuse. It comes with the territory in this country. People tend not to like individuals or anyone outside the norm. Unless you're wearing a fleece, t-shirt or Ben Sherman lime coloured shirt you can fuck off.
No, sorry, I'm old school. Yes there's a bit of 70's sexism in me, but if you cut most blokes open we all have. What's wrong in liking women to dress as women? What's wrong with sexiness? What's wrong with celebrating their bodies? What's wrong with blotchy fake tan, 6 inch heels and hats that look like paper plates? I loved it. Bring on the mutton I say. What I found really amusing is all the classy women I saw at 9am, the 'lambs' all looked like 'mutton' when I returned to Waterloo on the way home at 6pm after a long day on the Pinot Grigio.
What goes around comes around. I'm male mutton anyway so who gives a toss
Together We Are Stronger
Nicholas E Evans
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