Sunday, June 7

Costco Contessa..............

Plagued by my First Friday trip to hunt and gather necessary reception provisions from Costco. I'm considered Hester  Prynne on a good day.

Pressed by my obligation, it's the only time I darken the door of any grocery venue.

It occurs to me as I'm turning onto Renaissance, that I appear to be dressed for a coronation.
Bugle beaded shift. Hair upswept exposing drop earrings with semi-precious stones. Bejeweled flats.
Oh heavens........Averted the"early morning cocktail party" glares bestowed upon me from my fellow Costco brethren.

Frankly, I think everyone should make an effort to step it up a notch.

Dig it!