Okay, so it’s not Fashion Friday, but I’m sitting in the San Antonio airport and it’s 6:31 a.m. I need to do something to keep myself from curling up in one of these chairs and falling asleep.
Last night I was trying to pack and Caroline wanted to help. I laid out a few outfit choices trying to decide which ones I wanted to cram into my carry-on bag. There was one jacket that was questionable, so I decided to try it on to see how it fit.
As I was looking at myself in the bathroom mirror, Caroline walked in and said, “I would not go with that jacket.”
Okay, Anna Wintour. I’ll take that under advisement.
So then I decided to see how it looked with a certain necklace.
“Oh Mama, please not that necklace. I am not a fan.”
According to her, I have no business telling anyone what they should wear. It’s a wonder that I can dress myself.