A cold, snowy, wet morning still brings with it beauty in the glasshouse
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My dress for teaching leans towards the casual with just enough ‘smart’ to be presentable for corporate students. Yesterday, for example, I had the balls-in-the-bathtub student and a mess of teens. Dress: jeans, t-shirt, hiking boots. As day-to-day comfort wear goes, that is ‘it’. Around lunch time, I stepped in at the shopping centre in the area – in the heart of the Jewish quarter. I spent my time there wondering, as I often do, if money makes one lose all sense of style – as though I have so much style myself =Þ Naturally, there were bunches of well-dressed dames, but some real oddballs too.
This morning, I decided to ‘glamorise’. I hauled out my red throw, did the full ‘war paint’ routine and even dug through my jewellery box! Yes! Full red-carpet glamour. Ok, not quite, but, for me, it’s a total departure from what has become my norm.
I left home feeling all dressed up… until I got to the bus stop and chanced to look down. Yep. Rough ‘n tough hiking boots! I packed up laughing. My bus stop companion gave me a kind of quizzical grin, not knowing what could possibly be so amusing during a dark, early morning wait for the bus. Every now and again, throughout the day, my thoughts would go to my feet – which, in fairness, are far more comfortable than they have any right to be when ‘dressed up’ – and the mirth bubbles up again.
The photo, by the way, is of Tat’s old boots. Mine aren’t nearly as worn, so I could get away with it under my pants.
Looking at the news this morning and reading about how the fire brigade somewhere in northern USA is offering to hose down the cattle in the extreme heat, it’s weird to see the thick blanket of snow not to far south of us here in Brazil. My world today is peppered with huddled Brazilian popsicles.
From one of our local news sites