Regular readers will know I’m a huge fan of Superdry. It’s pretty much all I wear. But, if I need something smarter, some basics, or even some socks, my first port of call is always Next. It’s also the first place I go for kids’ clothes. They’re stylish, well made and a decent price (especially in the sale!). Next is one of the few places where you can buy clothes for kids over the age of 12. Because boys especially don’t suddenly turn into men after their 12th birthdays, they actually need kids’ clothes.
In short, I like Next. So I was very pleased when I was invited along to Cabot Circus in Bristol with the kids, for them to choose me an outfit. We love Bristol and Cabot Circus is a lovely place to shop. We usually go there a couple of times a year.
Dressed by the kids always seems to have an element of fear and comedy attached to it. But this is my super-stylish 10 year old daughter and my sensible 12 year old son we’re talking about. What could possibly go wrong?
My kids know I have a ‘uniform’. Jeans, Tshirts, trainers and hoodie, seven days a week, come rain or shine. I trusted them to get it right. I was proud that my daughter knew both my clothes and shoes sizes – 8 and 8, it’s not hard to forget.
I must admit black jeans do on occasions get a bit hot in summer, but the temperature has to his 28 degrees before I’ll consider shorts or a dress. I’d discussed with my daughter the possibility of getting some lighter, printed pyjama style trousers. The kids had joked about getting me a comedy hat.
I stood and chatted to fellow bloggers Mr and Mrs T Plus 3 and Country Mummy while our kids went to choose clothes for their mums. Should I have been concerned that I was the only mum with a boy there?!
The wait was surprisingly quick and then the big reveal…
Oh my goodness! What had my kids done?! Thanks to my son’s involvement, they’d stitched me up good and proper.
I liked the trousers my daughter had chosen, they were just the sort of thing I was looking for. But my son had chosen an orange top with a large and vivid print – literally a million miles away from what I would normally wear. He’d also chosen a lime green summer scarf, which didn’t match the rest of the outfit and was totally not me. Some people are very good at wearing scarves. I am not one of those people. True to their word, they’d chosen me a hat – a very large straw one. It would have been nice on a beach in a very hot country, but on a chilly June day in Bristol? Not so much. The outfit was finished off with a pair of delicate, flat jewelled sandals, chosen by my daughter. They were the sort of thing I would have chosen myself for a summer wedding or christening.
So, they didn’t do a great job. I know my daughter would have done a really good job on her own, but my son had other ideas. He gave me a hug and said sorry afterwards, but I didn’t mind. It was just a bit of fun.
The other bloggers had lovely outfits, but, like I said, they didn’t have boys choosing for them!
We were invited to Next by Cabot Circus. We received a voucher for our time and I got the last laugh – in the form of a very nice pair of trainers from Superdry! All opinions and poor taste in clothing combinations are our own.