Don’t Stress About The Dress
Dear readers, I recently took a chance on a shorter dress at a thrift store. When I say short, I mean to my knees. I’m one of those ladies who hates my legs, so I’m constantly hiding them with pants, capris and leggings. But friends, Sunday was hot. I mean — hot! We went to the beach and I dutifully wore my capris just above my ankles — and I was boiling. So, when I got home, I pulled the teal dress with brown and blue flowers out of the laundry and put it on. You could see my calves, for goodness sakes! And my whole arms! What on earth would anyone in public think of a ...