I've spent all morning acting like I was 18. I can't find a thing to wear. That______class reunion is this evening and every viable option I had was in the "went bye-bye" black bags.So if you are a male reader, I don't expect you to understand. And maybe the boys have it all figured out anyway. A shirt, bra, pants, underwear, shoes, do your hair....get in the car and go. And they don't even have to find a bra that will work with that shirt.
Into the closet I went with a "just grab" something and go. One minute, here, the things you grab have to button or zip or meet in the middle. Okay, that narrows the options waaaaay down. Not the blue, black, white, green, or other black, brown, flowered, sprigged, satiny, spangled, wool, crocheted, low rise, high cut, pleated, belted or elastic band pants will work. Options are shutting down. How about one of Sach's old button-down shirts that will hang down long enough to leave the rear details to the imagination. You'll need a big imagination. I could get by with those jeans if no one knows that they will only zip half-way. The shirt has this dilemma covered too. Shoes, well, let's just say that if my measure of eternity depends upon the number of shoes that I own, I'm going to be on the fast track for wings.
I'm ready now.
