I know I said they were going to be stripey socks, but I like polka dots – on socks and on my dog!
Valentine’s Day hasn’t been too big a holiday in my life; most of my various partners have eschewed the force-fed “romance” of it…though honestly I have a tiny bit of the romantic in me and I wouldn’t throw out cards and flowers, or the man or woman that brought them. ;-) Usually, I do end up going out to dinner before or after the day, as Adam and I did on Sunday; and as V and I will tomorrow. This is how I spent the “real” holiday: Books, pencils, notebooks, homework and computers. And socks, of course.
My first “out on the town” sans ugly boot!
This was me, recently, getting ready for a play party. Kinda sexy, right? Oh, except wait… That boot! (But still, striped socks.) This week, I got taken off the boot. Look ma, two feet! I’ll be back to hiking, running and biking soon…
Not sexy. But me. At home. It’s taken a little bit of time, but…I kind of like me. At home in myself.
Not socks. I know. Okay? I KNOW! But… I have pretties again. See them? Peeking out? Two delicate little beads of lavender, another winking fire opal further down… Pretty piercings. All me. Mine. And fishnets, so, almost socks. Right?
Stripey socks can be sexy…or cozy when I’m feeling puny. Oh my aching head!