Spotted
Something happened to me yesterday that had never happened before. I tottered onto the elevator with the terrier for his first walk of the day. These excursions are more for his benefit than mine, and I realize I tend to look sort of wooly when we go out. If the What Not to Wear people were filming me, these would be the most horrible images to have to confront. The fact that the humidity is hovering around 9,000% makes me look more like some sort of deranged Afghan Hound than responsible professional…So it was with some surprise that a woman on the elevator looked at me and said: “I saw you in a magazine. You’re an etiquette expert.”This woman has quite a skill because that photograph in New York Magazine Weddings doesn’t look wildly like me and looks nothing like the wool monster she saw in the elevator, but it was a great moment in a cranky day, and gave me quite the kick.
