Thursday, September 23, 2010
From Catwalk to Cross Trainer
Anyway as I slogged away, in an outfit that quite frankly, looked like I'd escaped from somewhere (and nowhere that considered fashion a priority), a couple of girls caught my eye. They were slim, sexy, and swathed in body hugging lycra. One was wearing an extremely short-shorts/leggings-underneath combo which looked as if it had come straight out of an MTV base video. In short, they looked fabulous. And so very Dubai.
Now, I'm all for making as much effort as possible in Dubai: turning up to work in sheath dresses rather than shell-toes and boyfriend jeans, and heading for dinners and nights out in dresses that frankly, I would only have worn to a wedding in the UK. But the one place where I am not prepared to dress up to the nines is the gym. It's enough effort just mentally preparing myself, never mind having to overhaul the wardrobe too. That said, my hand did just hover over the Stella McCartney Adidas range. Fickle, me?!