The Dublin Community Blog

So here it is…the summer. Well, sort of. As the temperatures soar to highs of (brace yourself) 17 degrees in places, out emerges the dark underbelly of Irish society- the spring-summer wardrobe. Summer clothing is not something we Irish do well. For men, the awkward mix of sandals, wool socks and ill-fitting shorts makes even the most manliest of man look like some sort of overgrown boyscout. For women the confidence and security afforded by baggy winter clothes vanishes as the heat forces us into string vests and shorter skirts- leaving the cankles nowhere to hide.

Walking down the street is now an adventure in all sorts of horrors- sun blistered skin, tans that end at the elbow or knee and give way to pasty white skin thereafter, people squeezed into summer clothes that fit them last year but, alas! not so much anymore….it is an endless catalogue of crimes against fashion and in some cases- humanity itself.

Forget Government funded ad campaigns on the dangers of global warming-the ice caps are melting already! We need to spend that money on drafting Trinny, Susanna, Gok Wan et al to come to the nation’s rescue in theese, our darkest days…..