Today I planted a big hydrangea on a steep slope.
We both fell down.
I slid down. Twice.
Here’s the thing.
It wasn’t all,
GO SEXY MILLAH TIME CUTOFFFS GIRL TUMBLING DOWN THE HILL.
My serious get ’em dirty clothes lack a certain “Pepsi Generation” vibe.
It was too hot to wear my Levi’s with the knee blown out. I still like to think that those are smoldering with sex appeal.
As long as no one breaks a hip.