Air travel has always excited me but I was an adult before I flew. During my childhood Dad worked abroad and didn't considered foreign travel "a proper holiday" so family holidays were spent in England. I was 21 by the time I'd managed to save enough money to pay for my first flight abroad. I'd expected my maiden voyage to be a glamorous affair and was bitterly disappointed to discover that, unlike the films, air hostesses were normal-looking women in dowdy polyester suits, flesh coloured tights and clumpy court shoes .
If I had my own airline false eyelashes, groovy clothes and six inch heels would be obligatory for stewardesses and passengers checking in wearing tracksuits and any other sportswear-related clothing would be banned from travelling.
|1970's Chelsea Girl dress (£3.09, eBay), Cropped wool jacket (£5, Topshop sale, 2005), Spotty scarf (courtesy of the lovely Catherine), Blue platforms (£5, local shop), Clip-on earrings (the goddess that is Desiree), 1960s leather backed navy gloves (inherited), Suitcase (25p, jumble sale)|