[seen recently at kidfest; she chose her own outfit]my daughter sometimes chastises me about how i dress her daughter, claiming that i have no real sense of how to dress a young lady, and that i might corrupt young nyla's own sense of style.
frankly, i don't know what the hell she's talking about.
clearly, i've known how to style for years.
I’m guessing your brown suite is flammable but more importantly do I see a pair of earth shoes upon your feet? I believe they are on the comeback as I saw them for sale at some big chain type store when I was out and about the other day.
ReplyDeleteanna kelso, baby!
ReplyDeletei'm taller and more laid-back than i appear.
i'm waiting for the price to get back to 1975 levels.
[by the way, the suit--all cotton, not hemp--never once caught fire, and smelled of patchoulli.]
buncha damn dirty hippies ...
ReplyDeletewe were at my younger sister's installation as the rainbow head honcho. sadly NOT the rainbow commune, but the masonic temple/eastern star weird thing rainbow.
ReplyDeleteYeah, actually, that's an entirely different kind of weird rainbow thing.
ReplyDeleteOMG, Kim, I see nothing wrong with your attire. Those early 70s, just shaking my head.
ReplyDeleteMary
Forgot to mention her highness, got to see them the other day, and man she looks more like Katisha every day. And that little/big brother of hers, mini-Dwight.
ReplyDeleteI do love her outfit.