Cyndi loves her crazy hair and leopard print. The 'hilarious' chefs at work told me Rod Stewart was on the phone and wanted his shirt back. I did tell them that I'd already had a 'call' from Cyndi.
Wonder where she stands on Smurf legs (as I was called at one point).
I initially started out with bare legs (well to tell the truth, I started the day in jeans, but got far too hot), but common decency plus the need for stupid tights got the better of me. After yesterday's bliserfest I was limping a lot today, so no silly shoes. Hence the need for silly tights. And pulling silly faces.
So maybe the blue legs were a bit much (especially that crazy one in the second photo - that's normal for me). But I had fun! Back to trousers tomorrow I think. Though I do have some pretty wild trousers.
Happy Solstice. May your crops grow, and may you reap what you sow.