And if there happened to be some kind of holiday that would give me an excuse to wear green from head to toe, that would probably be my most favorite holiday ever. Wouldn't it?
So, you can probably guess how much I love St. Patrick's Day.
Yes, I am Irish. Of the McGinness vintage. Yes, I know St. Patrick wasn't. Originally.
Anyway. When I was in first grade I went to school on St. Patrick's Day and got pinched for not wearing green. I still dispute the charges because there was green in our uniform. Not much but it was there.
No, of course I am not still bitter about that. What kind of person would still be bitter about something that happened when she was 7? Sheesh. Totally over it...
Never again my friends.
Black Shrug: Avenue
I know what you are thinking. Black shrug?? Shouldn't it be green? Don't you have some kind of green cardigan or something?
Like the same length as the black one.
I could just shorten it before Mass right quick. Dwija does that sort of thing all the time.
Or, I could sew the new hem in and then totally panic about the idea of cutting it. Won't it just unravel???? I don't have a serger.
And because I cut the button off I can't just rip the seam back out and wear it as it is.
Plus it is HOT out today.
Maybe I should shorten the sleeves?
So, I wore the black one.
And I totally did not obsess over it at all. Nope.