Going to the dogs

All righty! I'm getting a few things together, going off to party, and thence to dog-sit.

Mind you, it'll wind up being a trunkful of stuff. I don't exactly travel light.


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Going to the dogs

All righty! I'm getting a few things together, going off to party, and thence to dog-sit.

Mind you, it'll wind up being a trunkful of stuff. I don't exactly travel light.


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Partytiems...!

Enjoyed CapeCypsy's party this afternoon. It was a pleasant, low-key affair at her home, in the shade of a big oak tree in her yard. I hadn't been to her house before, which is VERY small, but cute and cozy inside. She's got two dogs; one is in love with me, because I know where to scratch. The other one was more standoffish, but her amiable cat made up for it.

As advertized, I wore the long black skirt and new belt, cinching a white tee printed with swags of necklaces, embellished with rhinestones. To give depth, I added a necklace of my own of black beads and crystals and a big acrylic heart as a focal point. (Formerly on a 59-cent Goodwill keychain.) Black and silver flats peeped out from under the hem, and I was crowned with a natural straw hat. Same general style as the one in my icon---flat crown, brim with a rim---but no flowers and just a plain black ribbon with a bow in the back.

Some random woman in the parking lot at WalMart told me I looked pretty, and I was a bit dressier than the other guests. More compliments, to which I modestly said "Thank you", but I quite truthfully added that it was acquired knowledge, not something I was born with. Didn't mention that I'd made a NYR a few years ago not to go out looking like a schlump. I am occasionally a tad overdressed for WalMart.

I'm yawning and ready to head up to bed. I have a sneaking suspicion that I won't be the only one blowing off church tomorrow morning!
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Partytiems...!

Enjoyed CapeCypsy's party this afternoon. It was a pleasant, low-key affair at her home, in the shade of a big oak tree in her yard. I hadn't been to her house before, which is VERY small, but cute and cozy inside. She's got two dogs; one is in love with me, because I know where to scratch. The other one was more standoffish, but her amiable cat made up for it.

As advertized, I wore the long black skirt and new belt, cinching a white tee printed with swags of necklaces, embellished with rhinestones. To give depth, I added a necklace of my own of black beads and crystals and a big acrylic heart as a focal point. (Formerly on a 59-cent Goodwill keychain.) Black and silver flats peeped out from under the hem, and I was crowned with a natural straw hat. Same general style as the one in my icon---flat crown, brim with a rim---but no flowers and just a plain black ribbon with a bow in the back.

Some random woman in the parking lot at WalMart told me I looked pretty, and I was a bit dressier than the other guests. More compliments, to which I modestly said "Thank you", but I quite truthfully added that it was acquired knowledge, not something I was born with. Didn't mention that I'd made a NYR a few years ago not to go out looking like a schlump. I am occasionally a tad overdressed for WalMart.

I'm yawning and ready to head up to bed. I have a sneaking suspicion that I won't be the only one blowing off church tomorrow morning!
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