1 day ago
Monday, March 20, 2017
Draggin' the Line...
I gotta give a hand clap for ol' Inga. Day in and day out she dresses up in all her finery and transforms into whatever she feels like for the day/night. The rest of us, mostly, wonder what that would be like.
What or who would I be like if I could unabashedly choose a persona everyday? Considering that it's barely all I can do to get it together everyday, that effort seems daunting. Oh, I've had my moments...I wore hot pants and go-go boots ala'' Nancy Sinatra in the late 60's and loved every moment of it. The seventies were just so-so with the clothes that were quite mainstream at the time. The eighties brought me out in full on Madonna with the thrift store rage and rubber bracelets. I was happy to glam it up a little in the 90's. And today, I can get by with a Keys Tuxedo-cut offs, a tank top and flip flops.
Predictably, I am comfortable with how I look-not to mention of how very lazy I am. My effort is minimal but I have never felt more comfortable both physically and mentally. I am what I have finally become.
And it's okay, I'll just be the me I have evolved into, and if I need to feel glam, I'll just sidle up to Inga. Girl has got it goin' on!