I so get Hillary Clinton now. No, not her politics, I'll never get that. I mean her pantsuits.
Pantsuits so fit the middle aged body. They cover the imperfections nicely and compliment the extra curves that we find in our forties.
The little black dress that used to hang in my closet has been replaced by a not-so-little black pantsuit.
Speaking of middle age, I got my new progressive lenses a few weeks ago. For those of you who have never heard of progressive lenses -- it's a nice way of saying trifocals. I love them. My eyes adjusted to them right away. It's wonderful to be able to see again!