Sigh. Another lousy day in paradise, Breezy, sunny, upper 70s Fahrenheit. Not much going on today except popsicles, water pistol fights, and bike rides with The Young Master. Ahhhh. . .
Another easy summer look tossed together from whatever was on top of the stacks in two drawers this morning. I did need to press the shirt before wearing it though since this particular Madras number wrinkles badly in the dryer. It's my absolute favorite summer sport shirt, and I've had it for a dozen years or more.
Sadly, the collar and edge of one sleeve are just starting to fray, but maybe I can get one more year out of it before relegating it to the pile of strictly mowing and yardwork clothes.
So, below. Skinny, pale legs part deux.