It’s getting warm out and now comes the confusing period of what to wear. Sandals? Flip-flops? Shorts? Tank tops? I feel naked without a jacket, which doubles as a purse. My purse is actually my briefcase, so I have no room for important things like lip gloss, keys and wallets because some of my pants are a bit snug… This clothing dilemma was prompted by my visit to the Boystown neighborhood (It’s a Chicago thing) where people were already skipping about in shorts and flippys throwing daisy’s down Broadway avenue. I actually wore a pair of white shoes to work a few days ago. They were my new Ben Shermans and after holding off for a couple of weeks I was itchin’ to break them in. Brigitte, saw them and sniffed, ‘I always thought you had to wait until Memorial Day to wear white’. I think she had a slight German accent when she said it. Yeah, everybody thinks she’s sweet but she can be cold…

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