Sometimes I wonder if I shouldn't just stop worrying about being fat, get myself a big roomy coat, a felt hat, some sensible shoes and stuff my handbag full of religious tracts and letters from missionaries. And be formidable. And scare people.
Just like Granny.
You forgot the Lisle Stockings!
ReplyDeleteNo. I'm too much of a modern gal. I'll stick with the black opaques!
ReplyDeleteApart from the felt hat this is very similar to a rigout I can often be seen in.
ReplyDeleteHola Nice Nelly--
ReplyDeleteI think you are already formidable and scary!
Thank you Manuel. I am complimented. But I'm guessing you say this to all the ladies.
ReplyDeleteWe're not cousins, are we?
ReplyDeletePossibly? But I can't say I know the name.
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