We were wandering around the Boca Raton Art Fest yesterday with cousins Morry and Barb. Hubby spotted me from a little ways away and when I got closer he said "you have that 'Rich B*tch' look".
Did I take this as a derogatory comment? Heck No. I was thrilled. It certainly beats the "shlumpy middle-aged broad" look I feel like I carry with me most of the time.
But of course his comment puzzled me. After all, I was wearing my "everyday" blue jeans ($5. from Ross) not 7 For All Mankind or some other brand of $200.+ jeans. I was wearing 3 year old sneakers (for walking around Mizner Park) and a $4. tank top from Wal-Mart with a $5. lace overlay and a $3. gold belt from the Swap Shop. So what gives my "Rich B*tch" look its punch, I asked.
Is it my sassy haircut? my mani in the pretty but understated color? my makeup? the Coach bag you gave me that I would never have bought for myself? No, he said, it's just your whole look. Classy. Put together. Confident.
I think he means OLD don't you?!? Hahaha!
;-)
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