I am watching 30 Rock and, since it’s New Year’s Eve, I am also dressed to kill. Plaid flannel pj bottoms. Peeking out from under them a snazzy pair of knee highs in a bright horizontal stripe. Even the crocs can’t disguise their brilliance.
Moving on up – a simple white tee shirt, a classic. A sleeveless hoodie completes the ensemble, unless I should be counting the very large headphones. Also red glasses. I think clothes are everything, don’t you?
You can have wealth concentrated in the hands of a few, or democracy. But you cannot have both.
