One's first perception of me is that I dress 30 years too young for my age. I'll be draping juniors clothes over the front of my walker soon enough. I always say I'm shopping for my great granddaughter . What you can't really tell by this photo is that this is a VERY blocky sweater, not a poncho. And my skirt is black go-go fringe and that I'm in black plastic stiletto booties. The necklace is a fantastic bakelite and reflector piece borrowed from Susan Skinner. Keep your fingers crossed that I don't break a hip at the reception tonight!
