If wishes were horses, I’d have a ranch!

 

 

Tie o’ the Day is stickin’ with purple for another day. This neckwear is from Geoffrey Beene. Ragged old shirt is of Old Navy parentage. Remember, polka dots clash correctly with everything. In a way, polka dots are the equivalent of the Little Black Dress: You MUST have a polka dot tie or shirt in your wardrobe. The little dots work for all occasions. (Hey, check out the wardrobe malfunction on the right pocket in the above picture. )

I declared a Pajama Day this morning, but Suzanne didn’t get the message. When she finally woke up and came downstairs, she was already dressed for a regular day. So I’m the sole celebrant of  this PJ Day. The miscommunication was clearly my fault, since I really should have known to stand on the mattress and yell the declaration with a bullhorn, so she would be sure to hear my words through the deep layers of her sleeping-in sleep. I will be sure I do that next time I call a holiday. I have no super-powers and very little power over what goes on in the world, but Suzanne does allow me to use my Holiday-declaring Power when it comes to dictating a Pajama Day.

(The “wish” heading above is in reference to yesterday’s photo that was not situated correctly on the site page–when viewed on some gadgets. It showed up upright on my computer but showed up sideways on my phone and iPad. It is my wish that I am soon able to figure out all the tricks of this newfangled platform. Hey, I’m living in the future, and none of this has happened yet.)