I do know that yesterday, Monday, August 6, was one of the most pleasant days one could possibly hope for, weather wise. BBBH and I rode the scooter around the countryside, simply drinking in the gorgeousness of the day. Before returning home, we stopped at the supermarket so that Beautiful could pick up a few items in anticipation of visitors who will arrive tomorrow. I sat outside on the salt bags watching people moving about their business. It was not always a pretty sight. Two women, old enough to know better exited the store in their raggedy Daisy Dukes (please stop that), one of them oinking like a sow at the fair, the other giggling uncontrollably at her pal's antics.
Two young men entered the store in their extremely grubby white tanks and filthy camos. I, looking for the good, excuse this on the grounds that they may have been charged with the responsibility of picking up a few groceries on their way home from work. I've been there myself.
Orange t-shirt, five foot five, one-ninety, gets the ramp out and lowers the power chair from the back of the van, wheels it around where Mrs Orange t-shirt, also five foot five, one-ninety, boards the chair and the pair enter the market. They could have been twins, but probably not.
Cuteness in a filmy, summer print dress the hemline of which falls a full five inches above the knee exits the store on four-inch heels. Nice outfit; but she is quite possibly twenty years past the wearing of it with any real grace.
But just who died and made me the Fashion Officer of the Day? No one. Leave the people alone. I'll never tell them how silly they look. But please know that the holes in my jeans are quite the fashion statement!
BULLETIN!
Meet the Author
Tomorrow, August 8, my sister, Verla Lacy Powers, will be signing copies of her novel, Child of Desire, at Midwest Coffee Roasting Company Coffee House, 1621 West Spencer Avenue, Marion, Indiana, from Nine to Eleven in the morning. That's Spencer Avenue at the Bypass in Marion.
9 comments:
It sounds like you two enjoyed a beautiful day! And I often have to stop myself from having a running fashion commentary going on in my head. What some people don't hesitate to wear, though...
I am continuously amazed at how people go out in public these days. And I'm not just talking about going to the Walmart either--it's the dentist, parent-teacher conferences at their kid's school, and church. Everyone should own a full-length mirror and take a good hard look in it before leaving the house. Even if it is just to the store--I switch out the dirty, holey clothes for something more appropriate as I have found that the worse you look, the more people you run into.
I agree about the lack of taste in clothing.
We are looking forward to enjoying that nice Indiana weather, starting this p.m.
Thanks for announcing the book signing. I can hardly wait to have some of that great coffee!
My mother taught me to dress in at least clean and pressed clothes that go together before I set foot off my property.
Shelly, as you see, I couldn’t get the commentary stopped, thus it wound up here.
Lin, people simply don’t care, I think. At least you do your part for the landscape.
Vee, see you soon. Looking forward to it.
Jim, thank your mother; she did right by you.
I wore my work jeans to the polling precinct today. It was Michigan primary election day. I forgot my John Deere cap, which is like a license to wear work clothes.
I recently saw an online interview in which a woman said she like shopping at a certain store, because "You don't have to dress up like you were going to Walmart or somewhere like that." Say what?
Chuck, no doubt the JD cap would have to have been removed anyway. For ID purposes, you know, like, otherwise all the bumpkins look alike. (Sorry, I couldn't help myself.)
I do believe the women around here are still wearing navy blue suits, white stockings and sneakers....at least the outfits you describe are good for some giggles...
Guess I'd better wear clothes with no holes to our get-together!
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