High Ho!

Perhaps I have a history of being even less stylish than I thought!

I am not a fashion plate.  I know that.  And for many years I could only identify my outfits by the grown-up Garanimal labels that my Baby Sister applied when hanging them together.  

But I've never worn a burlap sack (except on the occasions when cousins were trying to seal me in one and throw me off a bridge) and I only wore polyester when it was free.

Today I wore a dress to an afternoon meeting.  I knew everyone in the meeting. Some of them quite well.  Some of them for quite some time.  But seeing me in a dress had them thoroughly flabbergasted!  They made such a big deal out of it being an unusual occurrence that it made me indignant and I found it necessary to lie.

That's right...I told them all the dress was JUST for the meeting.  That I'm not the type of chick who needs a big excuse to put on a dress and heels.  I just do it for kicks.

Of course, I had an important, more formal event after the meeting and no time to run home so that's the REAL reason I was dressed up!

But I wanted everyone to just think it was a simple, every day rag I just happened to throw on.

*Sonya