Lately I have wondered if the apparent obliviousness of the objects of those glances tends to begin setting in in mid-life. I have had the urge recently (and followed through!) to paint my toe-nails unorthodox colors...iridescent blue-green! FUN! I'm getting lots of attention with it (uh oh, is that what my subconscious is craving??).
Then, since I am now a laptopper, I needed a laptop bag. A friend happened to show me her new bag that was very fashion forward and I decided I needed something more FUN than just a black bag or even a sleek, classic red leather tote for it.
So I got one that is part black hide (with hair on, naturellement!) and black fabric with red roses on it. It's vaguely oriental looking and it has red cord handles. Here's the best part.....the inside is...Chinese red silky fabric! How fun is that?!? (www.jtotebags.com).
To me it's all good fun. I remember a poem by Jenny Joseph:
When I am an old woman, I shall wear purple
with a red hat that doesn't go, and doesn't suit me.
And I shall spend my pension on brandy and summer gloves
and satin candles, and say we've no money for butter.
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