First, I called up my brother-in-law (partner in crime would be more accurate) and told him I'd be free all afternoon if he wanted to hang out. Not to read too much into it, but the guy (I think I've been calling him Bill) really seems to enjoy spending time with me in my skirts and such. I'll just leave it at that.
Anyway, Bill comes over and I tell him I have a few errands to run. He offers to drive, so off we go. I was wearing a cream colored maxi skirt with a matching top over a white cami. I rounded out the ensemble with a pair of flip flops.
First, we stopped at a gas station to buy beer and cigarettes. I strolled confidently into the building, made my purchases, joked with the cashier about having nothing to wear, and made my way back to the car. That was the easy part. On to Walmart, to buy some toiletries. Bill parked about 3 blocks away from the entrance, maybe because he enjoys watching me draw strange looks as much as I do, maybe just because he likes the walk. Either way, everything went very well. After making my purchases at Wally World, I even stood outside the bathroom area, waiting for Bill to take care of some paperwork. I watched as one manly man after another walked by, with nary a look my way. My confidence was sky high.
Then it was on to the thrift store, where Marika went out of her mind, buying 6 new skirts (2 of which are Lularoe Cassie's (my absolute favorite) and a lacy top to go along with one of the skirts (a long grey and purple striped number with an open front).
Finally, we stopped by the jewelry store to return my fiancee's engagment ring (again) for repair. We must have stood in that jewelry store for half an hour before anyone came over to help. All the while, this tiny little girl, maybe a year old, kept toddling toward me despite the admonishments from her father to stay close to him. Finally, the lady took a look at the ring, showed it to the goldsmith, and declared that the broken bit was a manufacturer defect, thus they jeweler would have it repaired at no cost to me. I was relieved since the last time I brought the ring to them, the quoted me $50 for the repair.
After the jewelry shop, we headed back to my house, where I simply couldn't wait to try on my new purchases. I slipped out of my cream-colored outfit and into the grey/purple skirt and matching lace top. Under the skirt I wore the most wonderful silver metallic tights, which I just received from the UK. As a finishing touch, I climbed into my 5" platform stilettos and tottered out into the living room, to an approving look from Bill.
As I said, Marika likes to be seen, so it wasn't long before we found an excuse to venture outside. Bill likes to play this Pokemon Go game an awful lot, and he found a "gym" at the church 3 doors down from my house. As we walked by my neighbor's house, she looked up from the book she was reading and notice us. I explained that we were playing Pokemon Go, to which she replied, "you're certainly dressed for it." Touche, neighbor. Touche. At the church, with his Pokemon business concluded, Bill offered to take a photo of me to mark the occasion. Why not, right? So I pose....in front of the church marquee which reads, "all are welcome." I wonder how true that is....
Anyway, here's the photo he took. Try not to stare for too long, as it may burn your eyes.
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