During the plague and it’s subsequent lock down, women haven’t had many reasons to dress up.
No dinner out, no theater, no cocktail parties. Most of the time we’re schlepping around the house in our favorite yoga pants and a ratty tee shirt.
Trips to the grocery store are now big occasions. Outfits must be coordinated and accessorized accordingly.
So tell me, how’d I do?
Grey sweater, pink and grey floral mask.
I’m ashamed to admit I now have at least a dozen masks in assorted patterns and colors.
Pathetic, but what’s a girl to do? It’s the new fashion staple.
Nothing too exciting on the grocery store trip this time around…. there’s still no toilet paper.
Or flour, or soup.
But now we can add pasta to the list of hoarded items.
The only kind I could find?
To which I say not just no….
But Hell no.