I bought a white coat in the sales to look like Olivia Pope, but I actually resemble a middle aged taekwando instructor

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@NovemberR All that needs is a pair of mittens tied together with a piece of wool!

I won a fabulous bargain full length raincoat on Ebay and I looked like a black pudding.

Many years ago, ExH and I went out to celebrate our first wedding anniversary, at a lovely Cantonese restaurant. I was about 12 weeks pregnant with DD1 and though I didn't have a bump, most of my clothes no longer fitted at the waist or boobs. I chose a stretchy black skirt with elasticated waistband and a loose-ish fitting white shirt. Black tights, black shoes. We get to the restaurant. I'm dressed exactly like the waiting staff. I was too nervous to go to the loo all night in case someone clicked their fingers at me and demanded to see the set menu.

@NovemberR 🤣🤣🤣🤣
Sorry ahem

It’s no good 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

Any sports gear I buy makes me look like a car nicking, drug peddling burglar.

I know...

All comments on my choice of outfit are utterly fair.

I'm mid 50s and still have no ability to dress myself. I'm not sure why I thought it might work. And the red sweater doesn't match...

I am still willing to model clothes next to Influencers with the tag this is what it will look like you on, Janet

A few years ago I bought a black mini skirt and a red polka dot t shirt from Dorothy Perkins. I thought I looked really summery.

I got home and my mum asked me why I was trying to dress up as Minnie Mouse!

on you, Janet!

DD and I were trying on hats (when it was allowed)
She looked quirky, cute, studenty ,elfin
I looked like Nerys Hughes in The District Nurse

Guy in our local sporting his new orange padded gilet... "Did you come in the DeLorean tonight mate?"

Love this thread and can't think of any of my own right now so a shameless placemark

@NovemberR

I know...

All comments on my choice of outfit are utterly fair.

I'm mid 50s and still have no ability to dress myself. I'm not sure why I thought it might work. And the red sweater doesn't match...

I am still willing to model clothes next to Influencers with the tag this is what it will look like you on, Janet

It's optimism. It's the same reason I bought the deep green, sequinned dress I found in my size on the sale rail in Debenham for £6 a couple of 'Christmas party' seasons ago when everyone else's party dresses were more exciting and classy than mine.

I honestly thought/hoped that, with the application of some control undies, it would look flattering on me.

I look like one of those short, stubby egg-eating snakes with a wig on.

A couple of years ago, I bought a seemingly lovely navy blue trench that made me look like a soldier, policewoman and a marching band instructor all at the same time.

Never looked at any double-breasted anything since! Be gone!

Last winter I went into TKMaxx feeling a bit cold and ended up buying a lovely long black padded coat. It was really toasty and, I thought, quite modern for frumpy old Gark.

Got home and proudly modelled it for Mr Gark who asked if I was going to be managing Arsenal from now on.
He still refers to it as 'The Arsene Wenger'.

For those asking who Olivia Pope is, she's Kerry Washington's character in the TV Show, Scandal.

Years ago I bought a waistcoat/gilet thing with Llamas on it fucking Llamas, no idea why.
I wore it twice but for months after my friend referred to me as a Peruvian llama herder and pretended to play the pan pipes whenever I saw her.

Thank you, you've reminded me that I need to wash my actual lab coat!

I have a habit of dressing like the waitresses, wherever I go... Black skirt or trousers and a white shirt, and I never remember that this will make me look like a waitress until too late.

@Imiss2019

Good work MLMsuperfan please contact your named Fun Sponge supervisor so they can direct you to your next thread.

When I was young and in my first proper job I had hardly any clothes that were suitable for work and that combined with living in a flat without a washing machine meant that I would have to juggle my small wardrobe in order to be work presentable.

I lived in France at the time and there was a fashion for 3/4 length black boot cut trousers of which I had a pair. I teamed them one-day with black boots and the only clean top I had which was blue velour. What I thought looked smart casual turned out to be Startrek extra. I only realised when I saw a colleague do a double take and then snigger on seeing me in the morning.
I was mortified but had to stay and work all day with people saying "beam them up Scottie" (I'm Scottish). The velour top actually had a wee yellow logo on my left boob 😩

Seriously considered changing jobs as I was so embarrassed.

Brilliant title and thread 😂

I bought a beret last year, thinking I'd look chic and French, but ended up resembling Frank Spencer's sister 😑

@JaneJeffer

I once bought a beret thinking I'd look chic and rive gauche, but I looked like the world's oldest Brownie. I looked like Sir Thomas More in mine.

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I realised my last winter coat made me look like the drug dealer from Prime Suspect when a dodgy neighbour asked me if I sold coke, and when I said 'no' asked if I wanted to buy any.

@NovemberR - you are the gift that keeps on giving. Thank you for that.

I used to have a 'big hair' perm, back in the 80s.

People used to comment on my unusually coloured hair and how lovely all the curls looked.

I also had a job in the old Woolworth's delicatessen (remember when Woollies sold food) and had to wear a white trilby made from a kind of plastic mesh.

My hair would bounce out through the mesh and form a kind of mullet shape under the brim. I looked ridiculous.

After 8 hours of wearing this thing, I used to end up with hat shaped hair.

I don't suit hats at all.

A couple of summers ago, I’d arranged to meet a couple of friends at a new French bistro for lunch.

Lovely summer day, popped on a a blue linen gingham top, thinking I was channeling my inner French goddess.

The reality was that I looked like a talking tablecloth.
I matched the interior of the bistro perfectly.
My friends couldn’t stop laughing.