The blue heels were not our biggest challenge of the evening however. We began by trying to convince Livia that the little strips of tight elastic in the arms were in fact comfortable, and the scratchy material under the skirt was pillowy soft. This is not foreign territory for me. In my 20's I developed a serious case of wool-dar. It kind of like radar, except it's the superhuman ability to detect even .00002% of wool (or other scratchy fiber) in any given garment. My wardrobe took a serious hit as one by one, non-cotton materials were banished from my closet. TT has inherited this aversion to all things uncomfortable (pinchy elastic and cheap tulle included) and woe to the person that doesn't attend to her socks immediately when they are "crickled."
But I digress. I needn't mention that once again I brought my secret weapon (grandma), and we made an evening of it. 80 degrees on October 16th? Yes please and thank you.
Happy Wednesday!! xoxo