I don’t know what you did yesterday, but unless it included trying on a bathing suit, consider yourself lucky. Nothing like putting your legs into a GRANNYFIED one-piece with built in Lycra and hearing it rip because you’ve exceeded it’s fat-holding capabilities.
I didn’t leave the house in search of a bathing suit, I was searching for Moon a dress, but while I was there I figured why not go for a little self torture.
After I found something that I thought MAYBE would work for my daughter to wear, I went in search of something for me. We have a graduation to go to next week and as much as I would LOVE to wear my jeans and Indian tunic, it might be a little too hot. The weather, not the outfit, as if that needs to be clarified.
So while I was shopping in age appropriate corners of Belk, I found myself shoulder to shoulder with a woman using a walker AND a cane. And she looked better in her clothes than I did. Which is why, when she DROPPED her cane, I just went on about my shopping, thank you very much Miss Strutting-My-Stuff-at-Eighty.
I didn’t find a dress but I did find another tunic from India for 10 bucks. Tunics cover my behind, need I say more?
Speaking of INDIA, while I was there, I borrowed a pair of linen pants from Andrea Auntie and they were so comfortable I immediately began to covet them. I mean, I began to pray for her and her expensive tastes. Today while I was walking through Target looking for Moon some shoes (Seriously, a dress AND shoes? Can you say “spoiled”?) I found some linen pants!
Several more stops and I FINALLY found a dress that didn’t make me look like this –
Not from the front anyway. I didn’t look at the rear view. A girl can only take so much in one day.