Just over two years ago I moved to Chicago, with among other things the one and only pink shirt I owned. It's a hot pink wife beater style tank top with rhinestones around the collar. I would wear it with my "going out" jeans when I went dancing. That was it.
Today I am going out for coffee in pink capri pants.
With my nails (professionally done!) hot pink.
Oh, how far I've come.
Thanks L.
1 comment:
You are SOOO welcome. Follow the pink-y brick road!
Post a Comment