“Another school skirt.” I said, handing him a navy blue A-line skirt. I averted my eyes whilst he donned it and dug out a different pair of tights. “Try these.”
“Blue?!” he gulped. I nodded and smiled and told him they’d look better with the blue skirt than grey tights. Reluctantly he donned them. “These look weird.” he groaned as he stretched out his leg.
“I know.” I grinned. “I hardly ever wore them but Mum said they were more ‘academic’ than black tights.”
“I think I’d rather wear white knee socks than these.”
“Well, let me get a couple of pictures first.” I said. “Then you can.”
“I wasn’t being serious.” he retorted as he slid his feet into the flat black ballet shoes. “Anyway my legs’ll be too hairy.”
“They’re not that bad.” I replied. “Plus that skirt’s a lot longer than the grey one.”
