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Feck me.

I think I may be a Chav.

And, before you start going all bombastic on my arse, let me first explain why.

I kinda have a thing for tracksuits.  And, not just any kind of track suit – it has to be one with a hoodie … which ye know is the Chav dress code of choice.

Eek.

It really all started because of the school pick up scene back in Florida … which I prefer to look on as my Sporty Spice period.

On the very odd (bahahahaha) occasion that I was running late to drop off or pick up my children, my go-to outfit would be a track suit.  It was what I considered a win-win school run fashion outfit because picking up your kids in work-out gear is always acceptable, right?

But, then I arrived here in the UK and learned more about Chavs and their… erm … rather unique sense of style.  Comparisons were noted, I was mortified and all, no way.

That’s not me? 

Surely? 

Maybe?

I do like tracksuits, but WTF?

I should have foreseen this because now I think back to when I was packing and organizing clothes — I had gone in to a little used drawer and found about 19 pairs of tracksuits.  I put a  tweet out there along the lines of “how many tracksuits does one woman need” and got several replies teasing me I sounded a bit Chavish.

Mmmmmmmm.

So, feck yeah … I guess I could well be a Chav … but then so too would every other mum making the school run in her work-out gear.