July 20. That’s the date my preschool intern archivist informs me Judy wore this last. I can’t wait til that little booger has in-person classes and gets off Judy’s back.
Who could jump out of bed and find a spicy new outfit today, following that dumpster fire of a so-called “debate”?
I’ll tell you who…
The University of Chicago’s Kathleen Belew!
I’m lying. Her outfit is meh. But she’s a dear! And look at those succulents in the background. Is she vain? She sure is. The tell is the lamp in the upper right, positioned to best feature her features. She’s even got scent diffusers in the background. Pretty homey for a UChicago nerd.
Speaking of that awful debate, Melania looked great in her Dolce & Gabbana suit. Then again, who wouldn’t in a $3,340 suit? Her hubby, that’s who.
I want to, but I cannot get there with Jill. Here’s what she wore last evening:
The fringe-y, over-the-arm business is too Stevie Nicks for me.
I note that Lisa re-arranged her throw, likely after seeing mine yesterday. She’s shocked at having been caught out in blatant copying.
Don’t worry. Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery, my dear.
2 thoughts on “The Day After”
Can we speak for just a moment about French manicures on long fingernails (don’t even get me started on French pedicures, which I think are terrifying)? They speak to me of someone whose life is devoted solely to personal maintenance (for good or ill) because it is not even possible to wield one’s own hair dryer without dinging a nail, and don’t even think about washing a dish or dicing an onion or walking the dog.
AMEN my sister!