I've Resorted To, "Dear"

Years ago, I remember explaining to a boyfriend that although my mother called him, "love", she in fact hated him as much as everyone else. It was her default for what she'd otherwise call people, which wouldn't be polite. Her mother had already done away with any attempt at polite behavior, and just collectively called people, "bastards." I like to think if my mother had lived long enough, she'd have recognised her mother was wise. Anyway, today I became irritated with someone at the grocery store and resorted to, "Oh no dear, it says in the circular there is a $1.00 coupon for coffee. You'd best check." With any luck, I'll be mumbling about the goddamned bastards any day now.

 

 

 (Specs on, or off? I've been mulling a set of contact lenses. I can't decide.)

 

 There's only so much stupid a person (me) can confront before that person (me) feels utterly defeated and figures, "it must be me." I'm not incapable of introspection. I'll hear someone out before I decide they are an idiot, and I hate them, and it couldn't possibly be anything at all to do with me. See? Easy!

Still, sometimes you have to deal with people you don't like, so I've adopted, "Dear" as my default. My energy for reasoning with idiots disappeared around the same time as my estrogen did. There's something powerful in staring someone down over tri-focal specs, and calling them, "dear."

 Better with the belt? Without? Oh, I can't decide. In the end I wore the belt, but I'm not sure it added anything to the overall look. I don't know why anyone would want an hourglass figure. I've spent a lifetime trying to find dresses that can accommodate a bust ten inches larger than my waist, and believe me, outside of some 1950's pieces, it is nearly impossible. I'm doomed to shirts and skirts. Now as I age, there's still a difference in inches but it comes with saggy, drooping, and (gasp) back fat. Well, a wide belt is as good a camouflage as any. "Grass is greener, etc, etc."

 

Outfit Particulars:

Pleated skirt: I bought it around 1981. I think I've worn it less than a dozen times, but it was, "too nice to give away." You have clothes like that too, I'm sure.
1970's Poly blouse with asymmetrical buttons-Thrifted
Belt-Goodwill
Tights-Assets
Shoes-Laura Ashley
Hair Flowers-Tiff and Tam
Cardigan-Sears (several years ago)
Bangle-Thrifted
Marcasite ring-Thrifted at least twenty years ago
Pin-Goodwill

Let's have a look at some details:

 Until I saw it in the photo, I had no idea the ring had lost a stone. Does that happen to you? Noticing things in posts?

 I'd have bought this blouse just for the buttons. Green is my favourite colour, and you can't beat a square button for style.

Alright, 'fess-up. Do you use endearments with people you can't stand as a way of keeping yourself from uttering something horrible, yet accurate?