It's been so freakin' hot and muggy here in Florida I can't bring myself to wear my hose and I have a new pair of mustard cotton hose (I picked up in New Jersey at a Battle of Monmouth re-enactment - I'm a member of Mott's Artillery) that'll just have to wait until it dips into the 80's (F).
I take'em out of the drawer contemplate it, try to talk myself into it, walk outside for a minute and put'em back in the drawer.
In the meantime, I've just worn solid calf length socks pushed down. When it's humid enough to choke a frog I bend a bit towards comfort.
At a time like this one must ask themselves, 'WWJDD"
What Would Jimmy Durante Do?
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