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ellarienThe West Coast heatwave seems to be moving this way, perhaps just on time to deliver our first 100-degree day right about on schedule in spite of the unusually cool spring we've been having. I'm as ready as I can be; I stumbled across a small treasure trove of those dresses I like in Sears yesterday, and grabbed the three they had in my size; one predominantly purple, one predominantly red, one a bit of both, all on black grounds. It's a shame I don't have any black sandals, really ... or at least, the only pair I have is not really practical for walking any distance.
I was seriously contemplating an evening two-piece outfit I found on the clearance racks in a different store -- a long sheath dress with embroidered jacket -- but I decided that it was too old for me, not really my color (I like dusky rose or crushed strawberry or whatever they're calling it this year, but don't think it goes with my skin tone), and in any case much too formal for the kind of conference dinner that would be my only opportunity to wear something like that. And I couldn't get a fitting room, anyway.
I also took advantage of what may be the last halfway cool evening for a while yesterday, by cooking up a batch of chicken stew. I can't live on salad all the time -- that just leads to over-dependence on the student-union Mexican and pizza places.
I was seriously contemplating an evening two-piece outfit I found on the clearance racks in a different store -- a long sheath dress with embroidered jacket -- but I decided that it was too old for me, not really my color (I like dusky rose or crushed strawberry or whatever they're calling it this year, but don't think it goes with my skin tone), and in any case much too formal for the kind of conference dinner that would be my only opportunity to wear something like that. And I couldn't get a fitting room, anyway.
I also took advantage of what may be the last halfway cool evening for a while yesterday, by cooking up a batch of chicken stew. I can't live on salad all the time -- that just leads to over-dependence on the student-union Mexican and pizza places.
