I have lots of keepsakes I gather as I’ve travelled around the world. It’s not crazy, well at least I’m not crazy, well I don’t think I am, , OK, so friends say I am a little crazy. But they don’t think I am crazy when it comes to my favourite keepsake of all; Keepsake Clothing. See this post if you are looking for perfect clothing.

It’s my style of RM Williams womens clothing and it suits who I am as a person.. Whenever I travel, and I like to do that a lot, I pack, ‘too much’ as my Mum say’s, my favourite outfits. I mean I’ve got to have something to party in, well a few different items to party in, something for the classy side of me when I am out on the town with a adorable date, and something I can get about town in, sit in a café and get noticed. I like to get noticed, but I don’t let anyone know.

Then of course when I get home I have to unpack, which my Mum calls tipping my case out on my bed and sorting it out later. It’s always nice to be back home. You know, catch up with family and friends, show the right pictures and selfies to Mum and Dad, and show the unedited ones to my friends.

Then it’s back to reality. Find a job, make some money, get back into my ‘social life’, which is very social and start to think about another trip maybe. The trouble is I find it a bit hard to save and a lot, lot easier to spend. Well that’s what money is for isn’t it. I mean, a girls got to have clothes and it not chic to be seen in the same dress too often, well maybe two or three times.

My Mum say’s I should take work more seriously. Well I do, but not the same way as Mum thinks serious means. I always like to go for a job where I can wear the cloths I like. Put me in a uniform and you have just covered up the woman I am. Let me put on a Keepsake, and it’s the label that does it, and then the real ‘me’ comes out, and I shine.

Now I’m not a nine to five sort of woman. It gets a little boring. I like something that lets me dress up and take a long lunch, stay out late looking fabulous and not have to get up in the morning feeling like I’ve had no sleep at all. I mean, that just wrecks the whole thing, if you know what I mean. My Mum doesn’t. But she always thinks I look great when I go out. A nite of glitter, just the right sort of make-up to show off the cloths, and me as well, then out for fun.

I can dress to be a little cheeky, and I can dress to be ‘high end of town’ but I always have to feel like I stand out, not just go out.

So that’s me, and I know it will always be me, even though my Mum says that one day I will settle down. “Right’. No, I am going to stay me and age with style. I know I will meet my love one day, and I will be his little Keepsake.