Suitably Shod

The White's slip on like kid gloves. You pick the style and send a tracing of your foot. Then it's back and forth -- they pay the postage -- until you're satisfied. Every time I put them on I think, "These boots are nice!"

OMG! It IS curved!!

(what does it mean?)

The chair (the boots are on) was "worked" by Sophie, my cat, now dead these eight years or so. Here's a detail from the above photo that sort of captures her mein.

Ah, found it! A mergers-and-acquisitions specialist, she particularly enjoyed hostile takeovers.

In Her Prime

Why waste The Rolls (Royce) on the vacuity of mall-world? This pair of Eddie Bauer-esque Volkswagens showed up to suffice for trodding der boring-und-mundane.

And what is there to do in town but....dance? So far I've found three different groups at three different senior/community centers.

This pair of humble wannabes appeared, on sale, for $2.00. They fit perfectly.

White's - Cleaned & Oiled

After ten months of hard use they rival a Timex.

Check out that fine gusset courtesy of Melissa McDonald, seamstress extraordinaire. It/they enable me to get in and out of my pants with ease.....a requisite when one stumbles upon an orgy.

The chairs are heirlooms from the Central Holiday Inn in El Paso. My mom was, in 1968, assistant to the regional director and The Inn was replacing them with new ("Throw 'em out," he commanded). She, recognizing their sturdiness, brought several home. Double-El recovered 'em ten years ago.