I put on a rather tired old outfit today, something warm enough but that I wouldn’t much care what happened to so that the things I wanted to get scrubbed would get scrubbed in anticipation of coming houseguests.
But I needed something to offset the blah fabric and effect.
And so, even if it doesn’t really show here, I pulled out my secret weapon: sparkle socks. See? Even the camera’s trying to be hush hush about them.
What, don’t you have knee socks that glitter? Santas have to have sparkle socks. It’s the rule. (That I just made up.)