Yesterday afternoon at the Post Office, I noticed a senior retiree who had a really big ponytail -- lots of great, thick snow white hair in a very perky 1950's ponytail. I personally love ponytails. Big White Fluffy Ponytail was the lady directly in line ahead of me. (Note: In the South, we say "in" line not "on" line.) BWFP had on a cute denim cap sleeve shirt. She also had on denim short shorts. Really short shorts, Daisy Dukes that no one over age 25 should be wearing. Okay. This is Florida. We wear shorts even during winter if the weather is nice, which it is this week. There is no law against people with lots of fluffy white hair wearing shorts whenever they wish, even if they are too short.
Then, I took a closer look when I caught the glimmer and sheen on the back of her legs. I was thinking tanning spray but upon closer inspection, it was industrial strength support stockings. You could have bounced quarters off her legs in those sturdy, tightly knit pantyhose and I stood there transfixed, staring at her butt cheeks covered in support hose while I waited my turn at the counter. There should be a law against Daisy Dukes worn with support hose.
I was telling W4D about her yesterday, early evening while he read my blog.
"I don't know if I like you calling me a sniffing, tit-grabbing, hound dog."
"I said no such thing, but if the muzzle fits ..."
Candle in a Noilly Prat bottle spreads
a little cheer during the cocktail hour.