As I was leaving for work on Friday I saw my neighbor lady, the one who feels the need to make comments about the state of our lawn and garden all summer long, and said hello.
Me: "Hey Lawn Nazi Neighbor Lady!"
Lawn Nazi Neighbor Lady: "Hi DH! How's the new bride?"
Lawn Nazi Neighbor Lady: "Where are you off to today?" (she's also our real estate agent and found us Tenant, she was dressed in a pant suit and even when she goes to the gym she is in full make-up and coiffed hair.).
Me: "I'm going to work. "
Lawn Nazi Neighbor Lady: (in a total mom voice) "Dressed like THAT?"
Me: "Only on Fridays."
Lawn Nazi Neighbor Lady: "Oh. How........ nice. How is married life going?"
Me: "Really good."
Lawn Nazi Neighbor Lady: "Great! That's Great. Ok, well, I'll talk to you later!"
Me: "Ok, see you later!"
Lawn Nazi Neighbor Lady: "Have a good day!"
Me: "You too!"
My outfit? F's long sleeved army green sweater shirt with small navy and white stripes across the chest, boot cut jeans and my hippie tan leather clogs.
I thought I looked cute. And I had a really hard time putting an outfit together that morning.
She apparently thought I look homeless.