Olive Oyl Monday..............

Oh, countless times I've received the moniker of "Olive Oyl" I consider it a compliment, she was dainty and VERY smitten with Popeye. I mean, Popeye, who wouldn't be?

This magnificent frock I recently bought at an Off Broadway sale kind of has Olive written all over it. And also maybe circus tent.

Jacket from a Neiman Marcus suit, hey, what do I work for the U.N. or something? I must have been on drugs when I purchased so conservative a piece. Oh, and I missed a buttonhole too.

      I've had this super cheap pin forever. Reminds me of Calder.

As usual, can't keep a good clown down, so picked these wide vertical red and black hose to go with my major yellow patent Type Z plats. "Oh Popeye, let's nail back some spinach."