Happy holidays
I hope everyone who celebrates it, had a really good fourth of July. It was a hot day here again (which means it was in the 70s) and I’d burned across my shoulders the day before, so spent yesterday indoors.
It’s this new dress, see. Ed and I have ruby wedding coming up next month, which we’re celebrating with over sixty friends and family, so I bought a new dress for the occasion. Yes, it’s red. No, I don’t usually wear dresses – happier in jeans.
So I tried the dress on again, just to make sure I could still squeeze into it, and discovered I resembled a Neapolitan ice-cream – mahogany arms, face and tiny V of neck from playing golf in a polo shirt, then a layer of coffee on my upper arms (shorter sleeves in some shirts than others) and pasty white on top of upper arms and around rest of neck. Not nice. I had to do something.
I sat in the garden for a couple of hours on Saturday morning, until the laptop battery died, then maybe another hour later until it was too hot to breathe, but discovered in the evening that perhaps it was a smidgeon too long.
I’m now mahogany, coffee and scarlet.
Still not nice.