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by Mocco Wollert

STANDING in front of my open wardrobe and shoe cupboard, I thought, quite seriously, I could almost open a dress shop and probably a shoe shop as well.

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There was enough “stuff” there for both. Although by now all my high-heel shoes have bitten the dust, there are enough lace-ups, sandals, joggers and two-tone shoes to fill a small shop. I am a complete sucker for two-tones and can’t resist them. Luckily, I can usually buy a dress to match.

As for skirts, dresses and tops, I keep buying more hangers instead of getting rid of some of my gear.

“You’ve got to cull,” my daughter tells me. “Remember, when you buy something new you give away something you have had for a while. Get rid of what you don’t really like.”

The trouble is, I like most of what hangs in my wardrobe and I just love all my shoes, all 10,000 pairs of them.

I also love straight skirts, kidding myself that they make me look slimmer particularly when I pull my tummy in when looking in the mirror.

But, do I really have to have three red skirts, six black ones plus at least one in every other colour?

T-Shirts are also a passion of mine. Since discovering the Marie Kondo method of storage, I can accommodate millions of them because, rolled-up, I can store a lot in just one drawer.

I have dresses and tops I have never worn. I am keeping them “safe” for that special occasion.

It is a bit like your good wine glasses, those expensive crystal ones. There they are in the cupboard with the glass doors, on display, but I can’t remember when I last used them.

Life coaches and other knowledgeable people say to use your good glasses every day; to wear your prettiest dresses more often than your sensible ones. They are probably right.

I try and make the effort every day to wear something nice.

I have a small strand of pearls which has become a sort of trademark for me. They are so much part of me that my children wonder whether I put them on in the morning while I am still in my nightie.

Luckily, in Queensland we do not need a lot of winter clothes. A few jumpers and a few slightly thicker skirts, slacks and of course at least one or two pairs of boots.

Actually, we can do without the boots. It is never really cold enough, but those few cold days in the middle of the year are the only chance we have to wear them and pretend it is winter.

And where do I wear all those clothes at my age? Living in a retirement village, I have lots of functions and other opportunities to dress up. I love playing dress-ups, age doesn’t come into it.

I am convinced that females have a special gene, marked dress-ups and males have also a special gene which is marked old, worn-out clothes.

May you enjoy dressing up and feel pretty every day.

by Cheryl Lockwood

DESPITE memories of being wedged between my siblings in the backseat squabbling, I do love a good road trip.

Back then it involved numerous rounds of “I spy” and winding down windows for a blast of air.

Before my travel plans were interrupted by Covid-19 restrictions, I jumped at the chance for a mother/ daughter road trip.

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