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By last summer he was coming home from work in a suit and tie to find me in the field in cut-offs, workboots, and a ball cap —

That's how I dress. The only time he sees me in a dress and stockings is when we attend a funeral. I hate dresses. You just can't sit comfortable in them. :)

[gardengirl]

**That’s how I dress.**

Amen, brother Ben—oops, sister Sarah!

Stockings! BWAHAHA I don’t even own any and I refuse to wear them. Baby sister was getting married a few years ago. Mom was looking for dresses. We’re all in the dressing room with her. She’s looking in the mirror—my pantie lines show and my hose lines.

I said, “So don’t wear any.”
Talk about drop dead looks! LOL What’s the big deal? It was a floor length dress. It’s not like anyone was going to be laying on the floor looking up her skirt!