I don’t even own a dress, let alone pantyhose. Dressing up for me is a nice pair of jeans and a t-shirt without a saying or picture that’ll piss off my mother. So that leaves out my “Aren’t I just a f@#%ing ray of sunshine” shirt.
Sheri
I don’t even own a dress, let alone pantyhose. Dressing up for me is a nice pair of jeans and a t-shirt without a saying or picture that’ll piss off my mother. So that leaves out my “Aren’t I just a f@#%ing ray of sunshine” shirt.
Sheri
I wear a dress or skirt 95% of the time anyway, Thanksgiving day will be no different. The guys will have on jeans and football jerseys.
I’ll be wearing pants, because I have no intention of shaving my legs. And a nice shirt, probably.
Kathleen de Trelare writes,
You don’t wear Whatever You Want for your birthday? I sure will! Friday I’m going to get up and be my usual demanding self, and I’m going to get everything I want because it’s my birthday!
Everything I want, of course, is a waffle for breakfast, a haircut, a movie (probably Harry Potter) and to spend the rest of the evening playing EverQuest. I’m not that hard to please.
Corr
Moderately so. I’ll probably wear a sweater long enough to cover my waist after I unbuckle my belt and top button on my pants and collapse on the couch in a turkey-induced stupor.
Ahh…the holidays.
Well, if I went to my family’s Thanksgiving dinner in anything but jeans I’d just get funny looks. But I’m not going to Thanksgiving dinner; it’s too far to come home from college this year, so I’ll be eating at a teacher’s house, and I’ll probably put on a skirt and sweater to be on the safe side.
I’ll be wearing hospital scrubs.
And you’ll still look hot.
::blushing::
Oh, you…
I thought you meant this type of dressing up. Since we aren’t doing anything I plan on being casual all day.