But, strangely enough, I felt rather comfortable having “girl talk” with her, without feeling like I was blushing, or otherwise embarrassed. And we both had “confidentially” revealed our dress size to each other. That told her (if she didn’t already know) that I wear dresses! Since we both wear the same dress size, it makes her advice particularly “appropriate” – tailored to me” if you know what I mean!
I’ve ordered several items from her suggestion list, and hopefully they will all fit. A picture of the tee-dress is below. Though the one I ordered is navy blue, this will let you see how it should look. With black stirrup (or capri) leggings, it may be that wifey gets a chance to bless it to for at least “around the house.” But even if that doesn’t happen, as long as it fits properly, it can stay in storage. On solo trips across the bay, I can pull the dress on over my capris in the car, and still be able to enjoy femininity!
If the dark-color dress is good, my second one will be this color – Cornflower Blue! After all, blue isn’t necessarily for boys! As long as each dress’s length comes to within an inch or so of what is shown, they should be perfect. And I have designs on a red one, too!
Yes, it’s short, but it’s far from a “mini-dress.” I’m certainly hoping for opportunities to go about my business (at least some of the time), presenting as a properly-“dressed” female! (With bare legs, 20 brightly-painted nails and sandals, of course!)
This trip even provided a bit of learning time for our 5 year old granddaughter.
In several previous visits, she’s noticed my shiny, smooth fingernails and commented about them. But the subject always changed quickly…by her choice. This time, not so much. Her question is always “But why?” I tried my usual schmoozing with “someday yours will be that nice, too.” But it didn’t work this time, and I finally had to explain. After the explanation about chewing my nails, she changed the subject.
Then came the Christmas, with her nail polish set as a present. Grandma let her “paint grandma’s nails” sparkly reddish-pink. Whew! And it was far from a professional job. But that means at some point, it’s likely she’ll want to paint mine! Depending on the amount of flak that I get from wifey, I’ll let her do my fingers.
She obviously needs the practice! And I’d be proud to say I’m sporting finger nails painted by my 5 year old granddaughter!
So that’s the “short version” of the excitement from our latest Southern Sojourn… Yes, it was a fun trip…
Hugs,
Mandy
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