You’re Never Fully Dressed without a Smile
I am getting ready to Listen to Your Mother. OK, so that sounds weird. But the name of the show is Listen to YOUR Mother, not listen to MY mother. Plus, I won’t really be listening to my mother, because she kind of hates it when I share stuff on the Internet.
Sooo, now that we have established very little, I will admit I am nervous about the show on Sunday. Thus the nervous prattle. The nerves increased when Margaret, one of the event organizers, asked if I’d like to appear with her on the radio on Friday morning. I’ll share more details as they come, but we’ll be on Capital Public Radio’s 10 a.m. Insight program.
I have seen posts from other participants about clothes and shoes, and somehow it’s all just kind of rattling me. I just finished trying on my own outfit. I have decided on kind of a vintage look. And it really is vintage, because I’m wearing my sister’s dress from high school or college, dating it about 20 years old. But I think it works! Just add some accessories.
For some reason, as I was trying on the dress, the song, “You’re Never Fully Dressed without a Smile,” as heard in Annie, kept rolling through my head. Why? I don’t know. What I do know is that if you are a female (or maybe a male) of a certain age, YOU are now mentally singing that song, too. I did think humming this to myself might be a good little calming mechanism, with the added bonus of making me look just a little bit crazy.
And if you are interested in the show, here’s a piece about it, written by the founder, Ann Imig. I would love to see you there! Even if it’s just to support me when my 20-year-old dress’s strap suddenly breaks or something. Here’s the show information.
Here’s the Annie song, for your listening pleasure.
No one will care what you wear, silly! I think the best fashion statement would be ripped jeans, a gym ponytail and an artful smear of applesauce down one shoulder. How hip. How REAL.
You would look smashing in anything. Even a burlap sack. Really. Your beauty just shines so bright my dear. And you are so freakin funny! People will love you from your first words. So no stress dear.
And my darling daughter sings that song, along with “Tomorrow,” on a daily basis. We love us some “Annie” around here! I want a daddy Warbucks soooo much.
Who cares what they’re wearing on Main Street or Saville Row? It’s what you wear from ear to ear, and not from head to toe, that ma-ha-ha-ters.