Rhia Charles, high class escort in London

50′s

Sometimes you feel that fashion is not for you.  I am very glad I didnt live during the 1920′s – all that strapping down of the boobies.  Mine would have gasped for air and sprung forth like a pair of exuberant puppies; and the flappers would have flapped.  My twins, bless. Recently, actually for quite some time now,  its all been about the waif look, Kate Moss – boyish figures, that kind of thing.  As a consequence, I have always found it difficult to find clothes to suit my shape, which I love and would never change for a stick thin body.

But dear reader, I learn of a new fashion fix for this coming season, back to the fifties.  Well you know what that means dont you?  Hour glass figures, pencil skirts et al.  Not, I hasten to add, old style teddy boy quiffs and ladies who have lived in big skirts, ankle socks and greased back pony tails for the last 50 years – yes we have all seen them.  No we are channelling Kelly and Mansfield, Hayworth and dare I say it Monroe! – the most beautiful woman who ever lived.  I am so excited I think I may well have to go on a shopping spree :)

I will be in fashion for once, horray!