And it doesn't look like a referee whistle, either. Image found here.
About a month ago, my friend Susan and I went shopping.
Susan is one of those people that always look disgustingly good. Her hair always looks good, her nails manicured, has beautiful jewelry, her makeup perfect, and she wears coordinating outfits EVERY SINGLE DAY. If she's out in the grocery store, she looks good. If she's doing housework, she looks good. I can't say for certain, but I'd guess that her jammies, bathrobe and slippers match too...
If she wasn't such a nice person I'd hate her.
I asked her how she always manages to look so put together. She said, "It's easy. Just have some basic wardrobe pieces that you can count on and then accessorize, accessorize, accessorize."
"Yeah. A good blouse and well fitting pair of jeans will look totally different if you add scarves or necklaces or whatever. Makes it looks like a completely new outfit. Just switch up your accessories."
Hmm. Good idea.
I asked her to be my personal shopper for the next hour or so and we had great fun picking out a few pieces of inexpensive jewelry and a couple scarves. The next day I slipped one of my new necklaces over my head and strutted off to church.
Hello, everyone. Notice I'm wearing a silver necklace? Yes, yes, y'all may bask in my fabulous accessory-ness.....
So later that day, Terese asked me why I wore a silver referee whistle to Mass. I indignantly replied that I DID NOT WEAR A WHISTLE. Greg volunteered that he thought my fabulous new accessory was a bottle opener hanging around my neck.
Good grief in a bucket. Har, har, har, guys.
They could. not. let. it. go.
So when Terese and Greg showed up the next day to eat my fabulous lemon merengue pie (see my previous post with the fabulous picture...), this was hanging around Terese's neck:
People. Do YOU think that this:
...looks like this?
Um. Actually, I guess it kind of does. Although I think that the dental floss pick is a bit much.
I love my weirdo friends.