Well, Martie does, anyway. We had to run some errands yesterday, and as it was a rather warm day, Martie smartly wore a cotton dress and flats instead of heavy jeans.
We decided to wait in the car outside the hardware store while the boys went in; I wasn't in the mood to walk three miles of aisles to find duct tape and an electrical cord splice.
While it was warm outside, we were getting a lovely breeze, despite the truck and SUV on either side of us.
Martie's dress made by Charlie Riley, ie, me. Cotton, lined with cotton muslin.