Wednesday, February 21, 2007

Women in Tights -- Part 2

Back in the fall -- October 26 , to be exact -- I wrote a post about my love affair with tights.

Even though today is springlike with milder temperatures, the sun warm and lovely, and the snow melting all around, I'm wearing a pair of tights. And not just any pair. Not just solid black or cocoa brown as are my other pairs. I'm wearing a pair that makes me look as if my legs have intricate hennaed designs on them; a pair that makes me look as if I belong to some little-known African tribe who tattoo their arms and legs.

I feel good in these tights, even if they do make me stand out in a crowd.

This a.m. I went to visit my father in the hospital (it's his 9th week being there), and as he was sitting in a chair, I sat on the bed. The bed had just been freshly made and thus was elevated, so I sat there with my feet dangling, my feet not touching the floor...something I probably haven't been able to do since I was very young. I've always been tall, with long legs.

My father said, "Why don't you go sit in the other chair."

As I sat there and swung my legs back and forth, I said, "No, that's okay. I feel like a little kid up here."

He took a look at my tights then and said, "YOU JUST WANT TO SHOW OFF YOUR LEGS!" father still knows his to make his little girl smile. :)