I know it a departure from my dippy-hippy/frumpy lumpy style of dress, but cuteness prevails.
From the front...
Now for the yarn choices. Keeping it stash mindful, I want to go with the middle choice, the Cascade 220 in gray. While the lavender is pretty, I don't think it will go with much in my wardrobe.
I feel the green Ultra Alpaca will be too hot.
What is happening to me? It's like I woke up, and I don't want pink anymore. I'm finding this shift to neutrals weird.
The Last Movie Star
Although I knew she was gravely ill, the passing of Elizabeth Taylor yesterday still caught me off guard.
And my thoughts immediately turned to my mother. For a millisecond, my impluse was to call and tell her. I so much want to talk to her.
Taylor was one her favorite actors, and one of my favorite childhood memories was sitting with her and watching Cleopatra together (even then, I watched it for the clothes) and keeping up with the latest "Liz and Dick" scuttlebutt.
We would have such a good chat. It's been playing over and over in my head.
...and White Diamonds was one of Mom's favorite fragrances too.
Not so fast, Tom Ryan. That line slays me.
Rest in Peace, Elizabeth. I hope there are plenty of diamonds where you are today.
Still missing you, Mom.