My friend comes across the yard to view the new deck, and she’s wearing a breezy cute new sundress ala Target. Of course, I’m in my breezy smock ala the Kroger Grocery. It’s just been too hot and too casual in our neck of the woods for much of anything in the line of haute couture.
Then, my sister sends me this:
Turns out we’re on the cutting edge of fashion – and only a few more days to acceptably wear white ala “subjective rule of fashion.”