Kady and Summer!" I responded. Blank look. "Kady was the girl who danced with the wizened old jazz musician in New Orleans..." and of course then he remembered.
If I seemed happy, I was. "See?" I said, "It's proof that the internet is real." Which is kind of true. Every word that I write seems like I'm talking to myself. Comments at the end of a post always surprise me. Is somebody really reading this? Does a real person actually read my own comments on their blogs?
I have been supportive of that work wear. Seriously. It's not that bad. Almost hot. "Almost hot" is where everybody should be in work wear! Don't argue with this, it's old-fashioned, but true. People who are "hot" at work are terrible losers. Much much better to be "almost hot."
In the photo, Summer is wearing this striped shirt, which ironically, I was lusting after just a week ago when Kady directed me to The Zero Waste Home, a very admirable blog where everything is reused and recycled. Yvonne, the blogger, was talking about how she used a striped shirt to liven up all of the other stuff in her closet. It made me want to buy a striped shirt so bad, but of course that was entirely missing the point, so I didn't.
However, now that I see how great Summer looks, I might just have to splurge. I might also have to pick up a black fleece like Kady's, which is a Northern Hemisphere basic, and I don't own one yet.