When I was young, I couldn't understand why my father only wore blue or white shirts. Until now his wardrobe still comprises dark pants and shirts in varying shades of blue.
Though he changes his car every few years, he always ends up driving the SAME make and model, albeit the newest version. Well, it is a good and reliable car but we were always hoping for a variation and the only variation we've seen is a change in colour.
I've come to realise that I'm becoming quite an old bore. I've been driving the same car (which is different from my dad's) for four years now and I'm contemplating a change. It's no surprise I'm thinking of buying back the same make and model, albeit a new and improved version. A different colour would be nice.
When I was rummaging through my wardrobe this morning, I realise how limited the styles of my clothes are. The skirts and pants are almost always in the same cutting or colour, and the shirts are either black or white.
Even when it comes to hairstyle, I've had the same old style for years. I know it suits me, so I don't want to change a thing.
No wonder mum says I haven't changed very much since I was a kid. If any of my childhood friends were to bump into me in the streets, chances are they can recognise me. Maybe I'm too old fashioned but I take that as a compliment.