Slippery pavement, like someone spilled
the contents of the world's largest slushy
down the sidewalk and into my new boots
while the wind and sleet conspire
to ruin my makeup.
I take slow, deliberate steps, flat-footed,
and in my head, Andrew sings
his Beatles parody:
She was a daaaaay slipper
one-way ticket down
it took her sooooo long
to get up...
then she fell down.
Big stuff happening on Adelaide West: yesterday I got my 2000th unique hit and today is my 300th post!
Photo by biofriendly
Do you dress "appropriately" (ie. ugly and warm) for bad weather, or do you try to still look good?