I'm a lover of fashion trends. I should clarify that. I enjoy reading about them. I don't necessarily put them into my regular wardrobe. But it's fun to stay current, at least in my head.
For instance, I am fascinated at how mixing patterns is now considered fashionable. I wouldn't THINK of wearing polka dots with plaid, then or now. The popular furry looking vests, ala early Sonny and Cher, are darling on the fashion models. Were I to sport one, folks would think Bigfoot was, indeed, among 'em.
So you get it...I see but I don't do....
That is, until one day, last year. I don't know what possessed me. Maybe it was the fact that summer was over...sandals were put away for another year...the time change had me in a funk. I honestly don't know but something drove me to purchase navy blue nail polish! I've seen all the cute colors in magazines. Used to strictly be shades of reds, pinks, and oranges in the drugstore aisles but now cropping up are wild limes, purples, yellows, blues. Cute trend for young gals...
Oh, what's the harm - painting toenails an outrageous color, in the winter, hidden by socks, shoes, boots.
Hmmm... Hadn't planned on a trip to the ER for a foot x-ray. Whoops! In the glare of the lights, my color choice of navy blue looked even more garish than it was. Almost like varicose toe nails! I'm pretty sure those who tended to me figured I was some kind of old goof.
I make one bad fashion decision and you get all judgmental on me... (Yeah, right! I've only made one.....)
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