Two weeks ago, I got sick. Fell sick on Friday, remained sick enough that I couldn’t go to work the Monday after Thanksgiving. However, the rule I live by for working through illness is that once you’ve been sick for three days you’re no longer contagious. As long as it’s just a cold. I don’t really know if this is true, but my son was in a grammar school class with a girl in remission from leukemia, and the parents set out the three-day rule to protect their child from random germs. I’ll abide by it until I hear otherwise.
So, Tuesday, I put on a ribbed pale blue cashmere funnel neck from Wilkes Bashford, a Michael Kors peacoat that I got for $60 at Costco, and a long, ribbed, fuchsia cashmere Loro Piana scarf that cost an inordinate amount of money at Neiman Marcus, 15 years ago.
You know how when you feel sick, the cold of the outdoors makes it way into your bones more easily? Calls for hands in pockets and a hunching of shoulders.
My nose ran. My eyes watered. But, at least, my pants fit. Ever since you all told me I wear my pants too big, I’ve been paying attention. So, these black bootleg J. Crew cords? They fit. Sturdy Gals believe in silver linings.
May you spend your holidays achoo-free. I will be off next week, but back here again come Christmas and New Year’s weeks.