Have I the nerve? Have you?
It happens that I have a pair of my mother’s jodhpurs from the 1930s in my closet. They are the exquisitely tailored tan twill ones of that period with the lacing up the back– a detail not seen since, I think.
Could I come up with the courage to wear these on the streets of Città di Castello? Let alone Rome…
Look at this article on The Telegraph and tell me. Could you? Would you?
I definitely don’t! Even in my daring days, this would not have worked.
Mum’s are not as exaggerated as these, though. There was a time when everyone did wear jodhpurs if they rode at all. Long before they became stretchy and lacked the seat room.
Isn’t that exactly the look we (women) tend to get naturally as soon as we gain some weight; the very look we all try so hard to avoid? Horrible, that’s what it is.