As E and I were headed out the door for an appointment early one morning this week, she stopped and looked me up and down....
"Why are you wearing a dress?"
"I'm going in to work today."
Scoff. (It is a kind of dramatic exhale...often accompanied by an eye roll.)
"I would never wear a dress to work. I probably wouldn't even wear a skirt."
"I'm not sure what you are objecting to, it is probably the easiest thing I could have put on... one piece, not even a zipper, and it is kind of like wearing pajamas to work, actually."
"Well, the colors are good, if only it was a shirt or something."
"Well you could wear leggings with it and call it a tunic..."
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