Would It Kill You To Wear An Ascot For a Change?

Posted by Emily Farris

 

At a place called Ascot, you bet your ascot your ass best not be showing.

The "fashion police" were on alert on Thursday for Royal Ascot's Ladies Day to ensure no mini-skirts or bare midriffs marred the hallowed turf of the exclusive Royal Enclosure.

For officials at one of the world's most elegant race meetings are cracking the sartorial whip after veteran racegoers complained that standards were slipping.

So the Duke of Devonshire, chairman of the course where Queen Elizabeth plays host for the five-day meeting, has issued firm fashion instructions to stamp out errant dressers.

Once the Royal Enclosure was so select that divorcees were banned and all ladies had to wear gloves.

Today all you need to gain admittance is to be recommended by someone who has attended four times before.

All this year's badgeholders were given their fashion marching orders and warned: "Those not complying with the directions will be asked to leave the Royal Enclosure."


We're not much for dress codes, but we couldn't agree more. (No one wants to see tits and ass, right?) That's why we pretty much avoid any place that won't allow us to wear a grungy t-shirt and jeans. But we also know that if we're going somewhere fancy, we at least have to put on a clean t-shirt and our dress jeans. Or you know, dress the part, reluctantly. No matter how badly you want to wear jeans, or have your ass hanging out of a short skirt, some traditions should just be respected.

[Yahoo!: No midriffs or minis for Ascot fashion parade


Related:
 

 

Video of the Day: Teen Kicked Out of Prom For Skimpy Dress

 

"Girlicious," Unfortunately Coming to a Television Near You 

[Image


Comments

No Comments

About Emily Farris

Emily Farris writes about culture and food for numerous publications and websites you've probably never heard of, including her own blog eefers. Her first cookbook, "Casserole Crazy: Hot Stuff for Your Oven" was published in 2008. Emily recently escaped New York and now lives in a ridiculously large apartment in Kansas City, MO with her cat, but just one... so far.

in