As it reaches past 100 degrees here in sunny Memphis, Tennessee, people hunt for ways to keep cool beneath the stinging light of the radiant sun. This has been brought to my mind because I had to make an emergency trip back to my hometown in which I packed my duffle bag within an hour. Understandably, I did an absolutely terrible job. Which seems to be a very frequent occurrence when I do anything in a hurry.
So, on day 3, I ran out of casual shirts. On this day, I was fortunately staying with my parents so all I had to do was go through my mother’s clothing to find a suitable shirt. of course, and she noticed that I had gone to her closet; she also knew that I didn’t care that she knew. We’ve been at this for years. You know, stealing each other’s clothes and shoes and stuff.
But day four rolled around, and I found it a lot more difficult to find something to wear that day (which is the day I’m writing this). So I went and checked my duffle bag and pulled out this lovely silk shirt that I found while I was in Paris. It was maybe 10 euros, possibly less. And, magically, despite being long-sleeved, it has been more comfortable than wearing cotton t-shirts, and a lot more fabulous.
Between this silk shirt and this headdress and these gold hoops, I feel runway-ready despite having a bare face (Hardy har, voice dictation wrote “bear”. Trying to insult me. 😂😂😂😂) and a couple of evil zits that popped up overnight. Oh, and also, eyebrows that haven’t been tweezed since Jesus walked the Earth.