Torn jeans? My flares will be back in soon!

BEING a baby boom baby, I’m still a kid of the Sixties, and most of my wardrobe seems to reflect this.

So, looking rather stupid in my flares and studded jacket, perhaps I’m not the best judge of the in mode.

If you see me strutting my stuff around Kings Heath High Street, just ignore me. I’m not mad, just stuck in a time warp.

But even in my wildest dreams I never thought the upper end of the fashion world would be able to get away with selling you torn jeans, with great big holes in the thigh to show off a tattoo.

It really proves the power of fashion, so perhaps all is not lost in my wardrobe and, instead of dumping it, I should just rip a few holes in my flares, break the heels of my shoes, cover my arms and legs with tattoos and blend in with the rest of the geriatric fashion dodgers.

S T Vaughan, Yardley Wood