As I gazed at part of the day's outfit - a red turtleneck and black thermals- I could hear an electric guitar wailing and a tall, dark-haired man in a grey suit crooning, "take a real deep breath and repeat after me -'I love-a my baby.'"
I slapped my thighs and growled at the camera, when my bare foot hit the cold floor. Yikes! Reality came back.
Well, it was a fun little fantasy. Next time I'll wear heels.
You made me smile.
ReplyDeleteThat's what I live for on this blog. Thanks.
DeleteHa ha! Perfect! Ann-Margaret stole the scene in that ensemble + outfit.
ReplyDeleteMost definitely! There must be a back story to that outfit. I wonder what it could be.
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