People, I bought. so. much. stuff.
You know that means I have a ton of new stuff to talk about, so let me get something out of the way first.
In my last post, Adrien of Looks Good from the Back asked for details about meeting Hillary Clinton.
So OK. I'm a supporter, and have contributed to the campaign. I got a phone call from them asking me whether I was interested in attending a fundraiser where I'd have a chance to meet her. When I said yes, I, who am wise in the ways of fundraisers, asked what it would cost. I won't be vulgar and spell out the price, but it was high. Now, I am as starstruck as the next registered voter, but I have my limits. You know ... two kids in college, upcoming travel ... must be sensible.
But then I had dinner with some friends who told me that they had gotten an email from the Chicago hosting committee offering them the chance to attend for far less money. The idea is to raise funds, after all, and the chump change that people like me could scrounge up would help at least a little.
To be extra generous
So of course, my stupid iPhone chose to fail precisely at the moment where my daughter spoke with Hillary. Luckily my friend captured the moment, if blurrily.
|Miss Buxom and HRC|
I bet that pantsuit is St. John, and let me tell you, Hillary is a great advertisement for them. She appeared that morning in Ohio with Elizabeth Warren, that afternoon with the PUSH on the south side of Chicago, and then met us at the cocktail hour--looking delightfully unrumpled, I must say. The next day she was in California.
So yeah, those St. John knits are just as packable as everyone says.
So anyway, we met Hillary. And she was on sale!