I inflicted my arms on the unsuspecting folk of Weston-super-Mare today. It was not good (mind you, I wasn't alone there in my bingo wing affliction) No sleeves are bad - short sleeves are worse, as my arms spill out of them like a badly stuffed sausage.
It's too hot for cardigans
My legs are not good bare (even with fake tan)
Linen trousers look shit on me
Kaftans are a no no as I am 5ft tall with ample norkage, so they make me look preggers.
Ap[art from a sack, what else is there?