Get Your Mammogram and Determine Your Style Quotient

Every fall, I give a shout-out to all my female readers urging you to get your annual mammogram.  I know it is a boring/painful procedure, but just bite the bullet and get it over with. This year, I had what is termed a "diagnostic mammogram" which consisted of a dozen x-rays followed by an ultra-sound.  The total time for this evaluation was an hour and thirty minutes.
In between x-rays and more x-rays and ultra-sound, I had lots of time to peruse all the latest style magazines.  Amazingly, I have nothing in my closet that even comes close to hip and trendy fashion.  Since my ambition is NOT to dress like Hollywood "stars", I have only clothing which is not see-through, ripped, backless or looking like it came out of a Goodwill store. In other words, I'm a loser when it comes to cutting-edge fashion, but then I don't have to worry that photographers will be chasing me around Midland.

In many ways, this is a blessing because I can get dressed every day knowing that absolutely no one but me gives a hoot what I wear.  I can sleep well at night knowing I won't be seeing my attire and body being judged on the glossy pages of a magazine. I'm certainly glad I passed up a career in the bright lights...or should I say, the career passed up ME.
When Michelle Obama spoke at the DNC, she was sporting gray nail polish.  Now, she has sparked a trend in cadaver-like nail color.  Maybe it wasn't really gray at all.  Maybe she just wasn't getting enough oxygen and her fingernails turned that sickly color.
Ooops...guessed wrong.  I looked it up and it was a purposeful choice of Artistic Nail Design, Vogue.  Now, silver polish I can understand, but lilac-gray looks like something Morticia (The Addams Family)
would select.

How happy I am that I won't be setting trends this year.  Unless, of course, 3/4-sleeve knit shirts and jeans, purses with phone pockets on the outside, gray hair and comfy shoes become the rage.