I think that I was a cowgirl in another life. Horses, guns, dangerous men, whiskey. Think - 'The Quick and the Dead'.
Remember Sharon Stone in those leather pants? THAT'S what I'm talking about. These days I muddle about in my cowgirl FAT BABY boots.
And everyone at work laughs at me and my quirky fashion sense. Ask me if I care - that's pink suede, man! But there IS something missing. Look closely.
No socks. No hand-knitted socks! So I holstered up and spun me a hank or two!
By midday I had the beginnings of a new 'jitterbug' sock which will make those boots feel really wonderful. I'm going to need knee socks next. I'm pretty sure that the leather pants will remain a memory.