As for the glasses, they just happen to be my mum’s very first pair of glasses. That makes them at least 30 years old. Woah. Luckily, the prescription is very weak so I can actually wear them without getting a headache (there’s no way to get the lenses out).
As mentioned in my previous post, I’m attending a trivia night tonight. Each table has to have a theme, and ours is the “pink pensioner” table. So ten of us young twenty-somethings will be donning our pinkest, most grandma chic outfits tonight, all in the name of charity. Earlier this week I went op-shopping for a pink outfit, and I had a field day! We even got the lady who ran the op shop excited, running around picking out every pink thing in the store. I ended up buying this knitted jumper, aiming for the sweet wholesome nanna persona (we’ve already got the pokie playing grandma, complete with bum bag and visor; the bedtime granny, with hair up in rollers and wearing a pink bathrobe and slippers; the Dynasty-esque grandmother complete with pink (fake) fur coat, gloves, feathers, hat, etc… you get the picture). However, as tongue in cheek as the whole idea may be, we do have to err on the side of caution so as not to offend any actual pensioners that may be there tonight.