I realized recently that I'm at a bit of a loss as to what I should wear to our social hour on Friday. Being as old as I am one would think that I've amassed a great wardrobe of adult clothing to choose from. Power suits, Cocktail dresses, Pearls. Unfortunately this isn't the case. It seems that I somehow skipped right over adult wear and settled into the saggy but loving arms of geriatric fashion. Elastic waisted pants? Check. Sturdy thick soled shoes? Check (although i've been eyeing the velcro version). Girdle? I'm still trying to find a decent one.
Actually, right now I'm looking for one of those handy strings used to hang your glasses around your neck - whoever invented that was a GENIUS - I mean...how are you suppose to find your glasses in your house when 1) you can't remember where you put them and 2) YOU CAN'T SEE ?
I'm also in the market for some looser socks - the elastic in mine seems to cut off my circulation causing a bad case of "freezer toe" at night. But I digress.
Yes, I missed out on the working world due to a variety of mishaps and madcap adventures (think Cannonball Run without the race, money or Burt Reynolds) and I am woefully unprepared to put my best foot forward this weekend. I hope that I don't embarass my fellow elders as they are considerably more stylish than myself. I'm sure a drink or two or three will do wonders to ease my nerves. I have a friend who swears by an Alka Seltezer + vodka mix which is to die for. I know what you're thinking.......vodka? Us older folks still wax nostalgic over our beloved gin. That slightly bitter bite - the rubbing alcohol smell. Heaven. Regardless, that Alka mix I spoke about, it could have made him millions! Shame about his liver though...
Now how can I dress up polyester?
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