Fashions are different the world over, and it's a widely-used saying that "it wouldn't do for us all to look the same", but there are limits, and the way one woman was attired at the weekend left a man who saw her thinking that she might have got dressed in the dark.
Moys Kenwood, 57, was sitting in his wife's shop, minding his own business and reading a book, when in walked a woman from down the street, whose clothing screamed at him.
It brought to mind an explosion at a paint factory.
Customers shaded their eyes from the glare.
The woman, a girl of about 20, was clad in a faded, brown baggy sweater, under which a red polo neck jumper could be seen. She had bright yellow hugely-flared trousers, dark blue socks, and light blue flip-flops. To finish off this garish montage she was sporting a huge floppy-brimmed cream-coloured hat with a pink ribbon, that looked like it might have been rejected at Ascot, and worn ever since.
Nothing she wore complemented anything else she had on.
Said Kenwood:
"It was as if she had opened her wardrobe door with her eyes still closed, thrown her arms inside in a haphazard fashion, grasped whatever her fingers touched, and chucked it on, dispensing with color-coordination."
He went on to say that the woman:
"Looked like a fucking trampish ragbag kitted-out at a dodgy jumble sale."
