I had just gotten dressed and was about to head out to go dancing with my friends. I was wearing my favorite little black dress and felt like a million bucks. My father complimented me, but remarked that he didn’t think white stockings really went with my black dress.
“Uh, Dad, I’m not wearing stockings.”
“Yes, you are,” he protested, thinking I must have put some on and forgotten about them. “There’s no way you’re legs could be THAT white.”
Well, they could be. I invested in some self-tanner shortly thereafter.
Rachel – NH