loud skunk skin
cousin: you all look the same. Except, well, perhaps, wendy. Wendy was always the quiet one.
wendy: I’m not quiet now
cousin: I can see
I was wearing a pair of beautifully embroidered 2-tone cowboy boots, black leather jeans, and my favourite fluffball of an artificial skunk-skin jacket. I like to think of it as pret-a-road-kill.
Aunty (87yrs) shouts: I wanted you to wear those lovely red leather trousers
wendy shouts back: Oh Aunty! I wanted to wear my favurite red leather trousers too, but I thought they might be just a bit too loud for some of the youngsters here.