I was doing some essential shoe shopping for my wife in the MetroCentre mall, just next to the banks of the Tyne in Gateshead.
Now I was just ambling along, not taking much notice of anyone or anything, when I saw this vision of up-to-the-minute-fashionably-dressed female, along with a gaggle of friends.
I was later advised by a shoe shop attendant nearby that the ‘fashionista’ was wearing a low-cut cropped top, very low-cut ‘super-skinny’ jeans or leggings which left lots of bare midriff, offset of course by mid-riff pierced ‘jewelry’, high-heeled strappy sandals, heavy make-up, approximately ½” long false eyelashes plus lots of, I think it is called eye-liner, but, not being any sort of an expert, it may have been something else; set off by what seemed to my admittedly untrained eye as an expensive hair-do.
The reason for the pause in my perambulation?
This example of parental surrender was, I estimate, eight years old!