Tee: Marshalls; Tank: So, Kohl's; Skirt: Dollhouse, Macy's; Shoes: Naughty Monkey, Zulily; Bag: Luv Betsey, Macy's Backstage; Belt: Belt is Cool, Amazon; Sunglasses: Wild Fable, Target; Pink bracelet: Amrita Singh, Zulily; Red bracelet: B Fabulous; Necklace: The Tote Trove; Towel: JCPenney
Skirt: Arizona Jeans, JCPenney
Shoes: Betsey Johnson, Macy's; Bag: Mix No. 6, DSW; Charm: The Tote Trove
It's June 21, and you know what that means. Time to swan dive into that stew pot known as summer! Of course, this year is different. Just when we thought that the coronavirus was on the downturn and it was safe to go back into the water, cases started popping up like mutant whack-a-moles. Which means no carefree jaunts to the beach or hot dog eating contests or running around playing punch buggy freeze tag (yeah, I don't know what that last one is either, but it's as good a way as any to describe avoiding human contact while also pointing out that human contact can sometimes be icky). It's all a bit of a bummer but also a little okay; as you know, I'm an indoors girl, so it won't cramp my style too much. Hear that, Hulu? Get ready!
Today also happens to be Father's Day. My sister and I celebrated on House Party by telling corny jokes (our mom's brainchild, not ours), and it was egg-cellent. We cracked Dad -- and ourselves -- right up! Each of us will get to see Dad (and Mom) in person via six-feet-apart "porch party" visits this week. It'll be very knock knock, who's there? Banana. Banana who? Knock knock who's there? Banana. Banana who? Knock knock, who's there? Orange. Orange who? Orange you glad I didn't say banana? I'm almost sorry I put you through that but couldn't resist because it's a cute way to tell you that I have forty bananas in my kitchen. And sadly, it isn't the first time. Somehow I haven't yet mastered the fine art of ordering produce for home delivery.
Perhaps my gal Carmen up there would care for a smoothie -- or ten.