One sunny Saturday afternoon Midge was booked to work at a charity event at a city park and she invited Jan to go along. “You’ll enjoy it. There are stalls selling clothes and shoes and so on,” she explained. Jan did not need to be asked twice. She had a wonderful time looking at the various stalls while Midge worked. After she’d done her first round of all the stalls she went to find Midge and see if she’d like a cold drink. While the two of them were chatting Jan noticed a young woman in a striking gold outfit. As she looked closer she thought that her face looked familiar. “Midge, don’t you think that looks like Myrtle Sloane who was at school with us?” Midge looked over. “I haven’t seen her in years but there is a resemblance. “
“Let’s go and see.” said Jan. “I want to talk to her about that outfit anyway.”
The girls hurried over to speak to her. “Yes.” said Myrtle.”I am Myrtle Sloane and I do remember both of you. I saw your name on the pass list.” she added, turning to Midge. “But it didn’t occur to me that “M Atkins” was you. I’d like to chat but I’m afraid I’m really busy at the moment. I’m helping the organiser, who is a friend of my mother, to run a little fashion parade of some of the things our stallholders have. My sister Serena was supposed to be here helping as well but I can’t find her. She was going to model the clothes. “
Jan’s eyes lit up. “Maybe I could help you.” she suggested.
“Really? Would you? You know much more about this sort of thing than I do. “
“Just lead me to the clothes.” Jan told her.
“These clothes are a bit of a mixture of everything, “Myrtle explained when they reached the changing area. “Some of them look a bit old to me but I don’t really know a lot about fashion. Can you pick a few of the best things and model them, please? We have a man and some children modelling as well so I’ll rotate you all so everyone has time to change. That should work shouldn’t it?”
Jan assured her that it would and eagerly started sorting through the clothes, talking to Myrtle about them as she looked. Here is what she chose.
Hot pants, tube top and matching socks.
Cotton print skirt and peasant-style blouse.
Even Jan was not too sure how this was meant to be worn. She would have liked some boots with it.
The parade ended with a traditional wedding gown.
At the end of the day Myrtle asked Midge and Jan to have some afternoon tea with her. She wanted to thank Jan for saving the day with the fashion parade. Jan assured her that she thoroughly enjoyed herself. “Tell your mother’s friend that if she ever needs help running one of these again I’d be more than happy to come.”
Note: The clothes are a mixture of homemade and generic untagged items. Some of them do look like they could be from the eighties or maybe nineties to me. I do have a few more modern-looking pieces to show but I’m saving them for a different post. They were all part of my birthday present from Gillian.