frump, revisited.

Today, as mentioned, I went back to my usual wardrobe.

Black slacks, black turtleneck, black blazer, pink pearl necklace, black flats.

And a stranger in my bowling (yes, bowling) class came up to me and asked me this routine question:

“Why are you always dressed up?”

You’re a day late, son.

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