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Participated in a lengthy conversation at the weekend about the wisdom of the return of leggings.

(Doesn't The Return of Leggings sounds like a band?)

Hadley Freeman wrote a fabulous piece in Friday's Guardian and there was a not-quite-so-good copycat piece in the Times. Let's face it: if you're a fashion editor, there's only so much to talk about. Leggings, the wisdom of puffballs, that kind of thing.

So Saturday, we were talking about how really leggings shouldn't even be made bigger than a size 10 or size small. They're totally unflattering. You need very thin ankles. You have to really wear them with flat shoes. If you're going for the gamine/Amelie look, it might be OK, but for everyone else: don't even think about it.

Then S arrived, perfectly turned out in her gamine leggings, and we all had to eat our words. Not literally, of course. There are a few trends that have come back (directional haircuts, lots of black eyeliner, weird long t-shirts that cover your bum) that I might consider. This is not one of them. I am old enough - rarely - to have the wisdom of memory, and I'm using it. They didn't suit me last time, and they won't suit me now.