The other day Wifey and I were going out together to run some errands in a nearby town, and she encouraged me to try my new sandals. I knew I’d end up with irritation issues the first few times I wear them. But I put them on anyway, thus beginning the adjustment period. And the expected happened. Fortunately tenderness and irritation both eventually heal, and after a few repeated episodes, the problem will go away. But I’m in that “waiting period” now…
Fortunately, my closet has plenty of sandals, so there hasn’t been any need for closed shoes. And that’s a good thing, since they’re put away for the summer!
Today I had occasion to wait for a prescription to be refilled. (I was at the pharmacy in town, wearing my white 3” inseam shorts, a black square-neck blouse and my white sandals, with purse, long hair and painted nails visible.) And there I was, sitting with my legs together, ankles crossed demurely, with my purse in my lap. A lady with much the same build as me “except a bit more of a bustline” passed in front of me, and sat down nearby, unfortunately with her back to me. (Whenever I’m wearing my dress, I’ll have to remember to adjust it as I sit down, like she did!)
But the first thing I noticed as she was passing by, was her dress itself. It was attractive – she looked very pretty, it fit well, and accentuated her bare legs and skimpy sandals with beautiful pedicure. Then I did a double take…that floral pattern looked familiar! So I pulled out my phone, and checked the catalog from which I ordered my floral dress. Lo & behold, she was wearing the same brand and style of dress that I own – just a different color and floral pattern. I bet I know where she shops!!! Now I feel much more confident that I made a good choice, having seen another woman wearing “my” dress.
Too bad I was only wearing shorts, a blouse and sandals. Wouldn’t it have been amazing if we’d both been wearing “the same dress at the same time?” That’s the kind of thing a nice long “girl talk” is made of! Maybe next time…lol!
More later,
Mandy
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I remember once going to catch a train and three other women at the station were dressed like me. This is the most affirming kind of experience! Sue x
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Indeed it is! Too bad I wasn’t wearing my dress…might have had some girl talk! Or, on second thought, maybe a good thing I wasn’t. It was local, and might have been a neighbor…lol!
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