Imagine the joy, of everything that could be selected, it is you that is picked out.
You are going to be on display for people to look at, to view, pass comment on and possibly pass judgement on.
And yet there is so much competition. It is only a small chance that it will be you who will be given the honour today.
An honour that will make you the envy of your friends.
There is plenty of speculation as to how you get picked, what criteria is used in the selection process, should there be a picture involved?
And this is the situation my clothes find themselves in each day!
Look at them, all trying to get my attention, flaunting their colours like peacocks strutting their stuff.
Today I can exclusively reveal the selection process for you all. Please feel free to use this to benefit yourselves.
Eenie, meenie, miney, mo!
And there you have it!
Freshly pressed? I have enough trouble being freshly dressed!
What a great analogy! Now I am stuck wondering if I was an outfit in a closet, what would I be?! Probably an old flannel suit with some sparkles in the pocket leftover from a Vegas bachelor party that I stumbled in on by mistake. Maybe.
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ha ha id be a tatty pair of tracksuit bottoms, well worn and seen better days but too comfy to be thrown out 😀
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🙂
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Hi Garry,
Pick the bright pink number. I had a top like that once. Ha. When people look at me too long I blush. I don’t like being the centre of attention. So I stay out of the limelight. Have a good day Christine 🙂
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Hi Christine, funnily enough I am wearing a pink one today! I own more pink clothes than my wife LOL
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Ha. There’s nothing wrong with that Garry. I like pink. Had a pink car before my silver one. Trouble was I’d get noticed if I was out and about. Couldn’t hide if I tried. Pink’s very understated. Ha. Christine 🙂
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problem is i look like Mr Blobby in pink (google it if you dont know who Mr Blobby is)
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Like I don’t know who Mr Blobby is. I have a photo of him with my daughter as it happens she had her face painted like him. Mr Blobby did a lot for GB. (I don’t know what though. I’ll let you know if I remember. He did get to number 1 one Christmas) Random! 🙂
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and put crinkly bottom on the map LOL sorry I lose track of who is UK and who isnt lol
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Yes he did. I forgot about Crinkly bottom. I’m like that, I don’t know who’s from where. I’m from Plymouth, Devon. Ha 🙂
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yeah I remember now LOL I once against Plymouth for West Brom when I was a teenager, home park is a lovely little ground 😀
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Well, I don’t watch them. Mainly because my ex does. The ground is OK though. 🙂
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Dear Garry,
Your title made me laugh. Brilliant. And true. 🙂
Love Dotty xxx
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i do have these clever moments from time to time 😀
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Consider the uniform project then!
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