Being a down to earth Northern girl I was not really taken aback too much when one day a disco-ball-round-the-neck clad, carrier bag accessorising fashion kid turned around and told me I was ‘SOOOO real’.
I could have questioned what he meant but I knew what he was talking about. I suspect it was something to do with the fact that I didn’t tolerate his incessant ramblings about fashion, fashion designers, fashion houses, fashion shows, fashion, fashion, fashion!!! Also he knew I saw his disco ball wearing for what it was. A load of shiny disco-ballocks!! Not to put a too finer point on it.
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