Sometimes, when I am home alone, I put on some classical music and take a long, hot shower. Then I contemplate which elegant dress I should wear to my dinner reservations, and I pretend that I know which wine to pair with dessert.Then I laugh and laugh, pull on my son's sweatpants and attempt to take pictures of my hyperactive dog. After looking at the picture it becomes clear that, not only am I NOT dining at a fancy restaurant, my choice in outfit is apparently an attempt to offend the visual senses of anyone who isn't colorblind.
Maybe that IS why I'm not taken to many fancy restaurants. I believe that I should pay closer attention when dressing.
But I probably won't.
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