What she wore: black short-sleeve tee with lace accents, jean capris, black slides with a kitten heel.
I’m just loving the short and sweet these days. Here’s one of my teaching stories:
I have a little girl, Esmeralda who’s come here from Mexico and whose mother died when she was young. She’s absolutely so cute with her little accent and she tends to look up to females at school since she doesn’t have a female role model at home.
One day I ran into her in the halls in the afternoon and she begins talking to me about something personal.
"Mees, I half sumting to tail you (Miss, I have something to tell you)"
"Down’t tail anyone, O.K.?"
"Well, we’ll see."
"Mees, I like boy’s bootays."
"Wat? You look at boy’s bootays too, don’t you?"
"Esmeralda, I’m married."
"So, you cun steel look."
"But I don’t"
"You nayver look at Mr. K’s bootay?"
Mr. K is my married co-worker and I am not about to talk about his tush.
"Esmeralda," I say, "this conversation is over."
She still walks behind boys and then looks at me and wiggles her eyebrows. These kids!
Hey! I’m working on my fashion dictionary. Let ME know what you don’t know. I really don’t know what people will get and what they won’t.