I'm sure the term "repiggies" is not unique to Florida, but I just love it. It's so descriptive. I do struggle with loving the man and not the Republican. Politics is much more than a registration card to me - it's just part of who I am.
Where is this going, you ask? You've heard this all before? Yes, yes, I know. I'm a D, he's an R, we're just like Carville/Matlin (save for the public careers and book deals). K. has invited me to a fundraiser for a Republican candidate. This is the first R event he has ever invited to me.
As I freaked out, I received some really good advice: I'm Southern, I'm a woman, I can blend. Other good advice: wear a cute sundress, cute sandals and big jewelry. I can do that. I've got a couple of options on the sundress... And yes, I'm sure I do have something in my closet that would suffice, but where's the fun in that? Not to mention, I'm thinking I can repurpose for the wedding in RI in a few weeks. So, what do you think:
Online window shopping at its best. I'm ordering by noon on Thursday, leaning towards the yellow and brown Talbots dress. Wish me luck Saturday night. If I start blogging on Sunday about "Government Motors" or how I think Jim DeMint might have the right idea about Rubio, shoot me. With a real gun.