Ahem, the 25 skirts became 26...
The hair is always a quandary. I love having cool colour, but the process is arduous. Hours and hours of time. This is my second round of burnout. Maybe I should try wigs like Dolly Parton...
The Summer Capsule, och! I worked on this for a couple of years and then felt I was all set, then six months later I moved three miles... and it’s just completely wrong. Dratted Bay Area microclimes! And no, no real Summer. But here is the kicker: In my new neighborhood, half way through the dog walk, we inevitably come out from under the fog cover. What I need is a long puffy vest! The other problem is hills. Now there are lots of hills and sidewalks uprooted by trees. Cute little sandals and heels, even low ones, are out out out...