
Going downstairs to stir the beans, I passed a mirror (rarely a good idea) and realized that I was wearing my favorite ratty old flannel jammie pants, which are a homely maroon plaid, and the brown and green striped shirt I wore to work this morning. Fortunately, I did not wear the ratty plaid pants to work, but it was probably a near miss. The ensemble is very striking, but not in a good way. It's not that I have no taste (well, maybe it is) but rather that I just don't care. However, I do know that were the house to catch on fire, I would think long and hard before I would run outside in this costume.
Here's to not caring!
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I hear that plaid and stripes will be the rage this summer in Paris.
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