September 12, 2024, still shaking off the effects of the fundraiser the day prior. Plexus had a networking event and since retirement is not a word I comprehend (and not by choice), back out kissing babies and shaking hands…
I had a lovely evening as the event was held in a mini shopping plaza, housing many small independent businesses. I (no shit Sherlock) had a few while walking around, checking things out, chatting with so many and enjoying myself. Three days in a row, three good outfits. I made a few great connections and was invited to be a part of a fashion show next year. Hopefully, that will happen, but I never count on anything, ever.
After this day, I had to work one of my myriad jobs for twelve of thirteen days. And on the “off” day, I did an incredible amount of yard work. I am involved with a major landscaping overhaul. When I take on a project around the house, it is for the express purpose of never having to ever do it again. A few years back, I re-mulched my yard with rubber mulch. It was expensive and took two years, bag by bag, but I never have to mulch again. Now I am removing, at great time and expense, landscaping I am no longer physically able to trim. I tore out a bunch of things, replanted lower maintenance items and along the way, got poison ivy or something poisonous.
Long story short, Kandi is definitely on the horizon, but it will be a while. No time and my legs, as I write this, are grotesque. I literally look like a leper. My favorite gala, the annual HRC Dinner (a black tie affair), allowing me to dress to the nines, is coming up at the end of this week. The weekend consists of a welcome cocktail reception the day prior and as a volunteer, I am invited. Two great opportunities to look fabulous and meet and connect with many. But a number of scenarios could play out. A fabulous gown awaits…as long as my legs heal up. If not, I will have to keep very covered, maybe skirt suits with leggings. And if the event was yesterday, I would have cancelled. I did go to urgent care, got a shot in my behind and am on steroids. Life happens, we adapt… No pain, I am just rather unsightly right now.
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Kandi,
I love gardening but the problem is so many things bite back as you discovered . Would stocking or tights help with the legs ? It’s getting to the point in the UK where we’re having to return to some sort of leg covering , I prefer opaque tights ( pantihose ) with a winter skirt rather than leggings or jeggings , lets face it many of us have fought for the right to wear something with a hemline .
Kandi,
I love your strapless dress showing off your shoulders and cleavage.
I am sorry to hear about your gardening issue. Your great looking legs need time to heal. Take care.
Love,
Jocelyn