June 23--Ji Eon Kang, Dress. A sound like hundreds of tiny bells preceded her arrival. "I don't think I can sit in this dress," Margaret said to her friend Gail as they paused in the doorway. Gail looked her friend up and down, front and back. "I can't figure out how you got the darned thing on my yourself." Margaret shrugged, a musical gesture in itself. "I called Mrs. Owens next door and she helped me. We nearly giggled ourselves sick but I'm in this dress for the duration." Gail shook her head at the thought of wearing a silk sheath covered with hundreds of metal disks as a fashion statement. "You look amazing. I just hope you don't have to pee."" Giggles threatened to overtake Margaret again. The dress began to chime but she got herself under control just as she spotted her boss Ursula. "There she is. Let's get this over with."
And each metal disk had an "M" on it. Interesting idea but a pain to wear, I presume. I'm off to work with my knitting and more fabric to cut out. I love having the nice big tables in the back room to spread my fabric out on. I love my job.
--Barbara
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