I had something entirely different laid out for this morning, but it seemed too much "work", by which I mean it felt like I had to hold my stomach in all day. I was going to wear the yellow pencil skirt, a black and white long sleeved top and a yellow skinny belt. It looked good, no doubt, but it also felt, I don't know, sort of attention-drawing. I didn't feel up to that. Puzzling.
So I went to my closet and thought about Favorite Things.
I love this J. Crew striped shirt. They don't call it the Perfect Shirt for nothing. It's just the right length for my new (ahem) grey skirt. Then I thought about my red Boden boots, also beloved, and the rest was easy. Seriously, when I put this on I didn't even REMEMBER this picture. From, you know, five whole days ago.
Funnily enough, the Rotary "boys" (all in their 60s) made a big fuss over me and the red leather boots at lunch. I felt like a go-go dancer (young and blithe). So trying to avoid attention didn't exactly work out.