Day: September 2, 2019

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Suzanne’s In Labor

Suzanne really is in her office doing laborious labor on this Labor Day. She has a bigly project deadline looming at the end of this week, then it’ll be done and over with. But for today, her work project has put a crimp in our Labor Day celebrations. Alas, I am home alone, finding things to do to occupy my bipolar, clash fashion head.

Tiffany grapes design Bow Tie o’ the Day and I decided to spend some of our time reading the newspaper while simultaneously jumping around on the mini trampoline. (You’ll recall I was vacuuming while jumping on the mini tramp last week.) According to VOGUE magazine, the puffy coat I’m wearing in this advertisement is a Tory Burch creation, costing a measly $798. I won’t be buying one for y’all, or for me either. Heck, Suzanne can make me reversible capes for only $30 each. It will require her, however, to go into a kind of labor yet again.

Can you tell I have capes on my mind today? (Hint, hint, Suzanne. Got new capes made?)

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Have Yourself A Merry Little Labor Day!

BBQ Bow Tie o’ the Day says “buh-bye” to Summer and “howdy” to what I will call Not-Summer. We make our abode in Utah; therefore, we know not what season will show up next.

Fashion-wise, Labor Day is the last day it’s “okay” to wear white. Here’s my opinion on that “rule” of fashion: That’s absolute billshut. (See how I didn’t technically write a swear word there?) If you wanna wear white, wear white– whatever the weather. I do, however, believe there is a loosey-goosey Cape Season, during which capes can most appropriately be worn. It has to do with lower temperatures, not the “laws” o’ fashion. The day after Labor Day seems about the right time to begin checking the weather daily, and asking one simple question: Will today be cool enough to wear a cape without roasting?

I will be asking that very cape/weather question tomorrow morning. I already know the forecast says the days will be too hot for a few weeks longer. But it will make me happy to just know we’re in the “right” season to ask the question without seeming foolish. I’ll check the weather daily, crossing what’s left of my Hanky Panky for luck. I will miss Summer, but I am eagerly awaiting the wearin’ o’ the first Cape o’ the Day since April.

Eat, drink, and be merry, my friends, for tomorrow we go back to the grind. And it’s possible it’ll be cool enough outside for me to comfortably wear a cape to said grind.