I’m so tired writing this. I hope the Pizza Fairy comes soon or I might have to go downstairs and make my own din-din.
Anyway, I attended a swanky MLK Day event today and here’s a list of some of the things that went through my mind as I got dressed:
I will wear clericals so that I can be easily identified by community folks who want to network with local clergy.
I will wear a suit. Blech.
This skirt needs to be taken in. It is the right length but too floppy in the sides. Note to self: visit the tailor.
I will wear pantyhose out of respect for Dr. King. Blech, I hate pantyhose.
I will swap my funky heels for more sedate knee-high boots because this is not an occasion for tights and funky shoes. It is an occasion for non-attention -getting shoes, and I’m going to be walking around later so I need to wear flats. It is cold, so I won’t wear flat shoes but flat boots.
I will wear a little touch of bling out of respect for Dr. King.