Tag: dress

Pretty Dress Blues

I bought a blue dress,
Fits me like a glove,
Blue lace over silk,
So what’s not to love?

I’ve got those low down, pretty dress blues.

Dress hangs in my closet,
Beside five pairs of jeans,
It looks out of place there,
You know what I mean!

I’ve got those low down, pretty dress blues.

I bought shoes to match
That pretty blue dress,
They’re silver and sexy,
Will I wear them? No guess.

I’ve got those low down, pretty dress blues.

I’ll pack that nice dress
Maybe wear it one night
Shock my dear Studly,
I’ll be such a sight.

I’ve got those low down, pretty dress blues!

(I did buy a dress and heels. Now, whether I wear them in public is a different matter. I’m such a committed blue jean girl, and dresses have a way of bringing out all my insecurities. But, I’m taking this thing to Ireland in hopes that an occasion will call for a dress and heels.)

Out of Character

I have on a slightly above-the-knee skirt, feminine blouse, and strappy, heeled sandals this morning. I’m wearing mascara and lipstick. 

My inner tomboy is appalled, screaming, “Don’t you dare leave the house looking this way! Imposter!”

My inner girly-girl is saying, “Just once won’t kill you. Stand up straight. Own the look.”

I have an hour before my appointment. We shall see which inner me wins.

Note: Neither of these look anything remotely like me. But you get the idea.

   
 
Peace, people.