With muddy hemlines and boots, contestants take to the catwalk
THERE'S something very refreshing about a Best Dressed competition that doesn't require a woman to suffer a double dose of vertigo and hypothermia in one fell swoop.
When the weather is less than good and the ground is sinking under your feet -- literally -- the normal rules of sartorial elegance do not apply.
And so, at the National Ploughing Championships, they quite simply don't. They don't even call it the Best Dressed -- they call it the Most Appropriately Dressed, which is an entirely different matter.
This is the only place where you might find yourself up on a catwalk splattered with mud and for the organisers to approvingly note that you had been "getting a good walk in on the grounds".
Contestants made apologetic noises about the mucky appearance of their hems and boots and while compere, model agent, Celia Holman Lee did make a few automatic clucks of despair, everybody knew that a bit of mud did constitute "appropriate" attire at the ploughing -- and there was precious little anyone could do about it.
"It's very difficult to dress for this," Celia conceded. She had looked for contestants who were wearing boots, "wonderful" trousers and coats with that "country look".
Fulfilling those requirements admirably was Clive Holmes (73) from Mahon Bridge, Co Waterford.
Striding the catwalk like a pro, coat slung over one shoulder and with a saucy glance at the ladies, he had them eating out of his hand. He walked off with the prize for the Most Appropriately Dressed Man.