I took issue with this mainly because I'd had more wine than is good for me. More specifically, more wine than is good for polite society. So, I told her that I thought she was being rude and offensive (obviously I wasn't being rude or offensive by pointing this out) and that people could wear what they damned well wanted to and there wasn't a fucking rule book. By this stage I was on the slippery slope of having to defend Madge and the leotard which wasn't easy. But, hell, why not?
So, I'm very pleased to see that not all the young people think that we should be getting out the grey crimplene, support tights and K-skips.
And being perfectly honest the only thing that stops me indulging my inner Barbi doll is the fact that I can't afford to but if I had more money then I'd be skipping around in some very inappropriate items indeed. Just wait till I get my pension then I'll show her how to do some geriatric glitter.