Somewhere around the end of July I took an evening walk around the White House with a friend -- a professional psychic healer minister fire walker -- I meet the darndest people. Well it was hot and there was a vender out selling these halters without a back that hippie girls wear. You know what I mean? Well he kind of convinced me to buy one -- pink camouflage!
Now I have about ten of them. Blue, orange, green crochet, stripes, beaded. My favorite is the one with stripes -- black and white stripes.
I swear people treat me different when I wear them, especially the Jamaican women in the safeway. More friendly.
These halters have nothing whatsoever to do with January. Which is what it is now. Which sucks except for the fact that there is apparently more oxygen in the air when it is cold.
While we're having a good time with the Obama's (saw Michelle yesterday at that restaurant!) it is just a hard, unfriendly, season.