I see London, I see France…

I see London, I see France…
The sun was shining this morning so I happily resolved to finally wear my pretty new sundress to work. I put it on and twirled before the mirror–and suddenly realized there was a slight problem. The dress was thinner than I thought, and my legs were glaring through just like Princess Diana’s. Oops! And truth be told – this will horrify my Grandmother – I don’t actually own any slips anymore. So the dress went back into the closet until I can procure some proper undergarments. I’m glad I caught it before I left the house!

Comments

2 responses to “I see London, I see France…”

  1. Good catch!

    And I like the rhyme.

  2. Rachel

    I figure it’s OK as long as the pattern on your knickers does clash with the print of the dress.


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