I seem to be strangely captivated by vintage adverts at the moment, so my apologies if my posts are becoming a little ad-orientated. But they are very entertaining, and certainly a far cry from the type of ads Vogue run nowadays…for shame. They’re so generic and boring now!
Another Pimm’s one…
Yes, indeed, there is nothing like a Pimm’s at a time like this. When you’ve got dolled up in your sparkly flapper dress and your stupid husband has turned up in a cricket vest. There’s nothing like a Pimm’s for tipping over his head and making him go and change into a decent suit.
p.s I don’t hate cricket vests, in case any cricketers are offended by my comments. The Fifth Doctor Who was one of my first crushes. Just not as eveningwear. A-thank you.
Especially not when she’s made such an effort 🙂
I always hate it when my boyfriend turns up in a football jersey to galas- it really ruins the whole night…
Someone needs to start a School for Male Style and make it mandatory attendance until they’ve proven they can dress themselves properly.Nick Rhodes can be the headmaster or something….