Ashleigh GirlyBoy
Wolford Outlet, Bregenz
After a morning in the sunshine, on the promenade at Lindau, i changer out of my long, blue chiffon skirt, into a pair of tight denim shorts, and some calf-length summer boots, over my beautiful Wolford Neon 40 pantyhose, and checked out of my hotel, before a short drive across the Austrian border to Bregenz, the home of Wolford.
With the bright sun highlighting the shimmer on my pantyhose, I tottered into the Wolford Outlet Store to pick up a few items on sale, before tottering back across the carpark to the World of Wolford where I spent nearly an hour checking out their latest colours and styles in stockings, pantyhose and bodies.
It was an incredible rush to be standing in this massive Wolford store, surrounded by their amazing hosiery, myself in Wolford pantyhose and stiletto heeled boots.
The women working there were wonderful, very politely asking about my needs and preferences and showing me their wares.
After quite a hosiery buying spree, I then sat down in the adjoining Wolford restaurant for an aperitif, as I caressed my shimmery Wolford sheathed legs, in a somewhat surreal frame of mind about what I had just done.
Wolford Outlet, Bregenz
After a morning in the sunshine, on the promenade at Lindau, i changer out of my long, blue chiffon skirt, into a pair of tight denim shorts, and some calf-length summer boots, over my beautiful Wolford Neon 40 pantyhose, and checked out of my hotel, before a short drive across the Austrian border to Bregenz, the home of Wolford.
With the bright sun highlighting the shimmer on my pantyhose, I tottered into the Wolford Outlet Store to pick up a few items on sale, before tottering back across the carpark to the World of Wolford where I spent nearly an hour checking out their latest colours and styles in stockings, pantyhose and bodies.
It was an incredible rush to be standing in this massive Wolford store, surrounded by their amazing hosiery, myself in Wolford pantyhose and stiletto heeled boots.
The women working there were wonderful, very politely asking about my needs and preferences and showing me their wares.
After quite a hosiery buying spree, I then sat down in the adjoining Wolford restaurant for an aperitif, as I caressed my shimmery Wolford sheathed legs, in a somewhat surreal frame of mind about what I had just done.