I'm a person on the tall side. I wore high heeled boots Christmas day only to find that my mother and my mother in law only came nipple high to me standing straight. Wearing a proper bra that day ensured that the view was fantastic not that my female relatives appreciated it much. Over the river and through the woods shouldn't be a double entendre.
Part of my Christmas to myself was the opportunity to buy clothing that has never been worn by another human being. This can be a pleasant experience after the holidays because all the leftovers on the rack are marked down.
For instance, my brother in law, who deals in clothing retail, was able to get me some 37" inseam jeans on discount. Legal discount, not the five finger discount. These jeans are not purposely torn and do not have those awful kitten whiskers painted on the crotch.
If I were really really tall those whiskers could be a roadmap of over the river and through the woods. All roads lead to Rome, Grandma.
Tuesday, January 04, 2011
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