Below is a picture of the dress I put on, under my authentic 70s leather coat. The rest of me looks like a dork in this picture, but I wanted to show you this dress anyway. I mentioned that my Aunt volunteers in an op-shop. Well, she also brings home the rags from the shop, which is anything deemed unsaleable owing either to its style or condition, because she’s like that. Most of them go to her cousin’s farm, but sometimes she salvages items. So we were going through this rag bag and out came this dress. I tried it on and decided I was keeping it. It’s delightfully retro, and I intend to wear it even when I am not in fancy dress. Folks at my church on the lower north shore might think I am queer, but where I live in the inner-west I will be cool.
You can partly see that I dragged my hair out straight and did my best to imitate Joni.