It’s official. I’m a southern woman now. I think Colorado primed the pump, and Nashville put in the finishing touches. For example: I am planning an Easter supper. A supper. Me. Cooking. Easter supper! Wow. So, off to Kroger I went… Not publix (lol…MOM). And of course I did my hair all cute, and looked fantastic. Because you never know… (right mom?!?) so… It’s true I confess… I’m southern and I know it. 🙂
Here is the big hair… Complete with cute accessory… (bc it is the south, darlin’)!
And here is a shot of a southern girl staple…
Pantyhose. Dear Lord, who have I become?!?