Saturday, 31 December 2016

I scrub up well

It was the school end of term party and I had decided to wear jeans and a nice top.  Nothing to exciting, it was only a low key restaurant meal.  A few days prior I began hearing rumblings of getting hair done, buying new shoes and wearing leather pencil skirts.  Perhaps it's was more of a big deal than I thought.  So I made a decision to dress up a bit.  I am quite eased with the outcome.


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