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WARNING: Consuming food during the reading of this story is not advisable.

I was in a festive mood, so while it was only a coffee date, I decided to knock his socks off (at least one sock anyway) wearing Garbo,my rhinestone and pearl black fedora with a new pair of Miss Me jeans and my Dazzlme black charm shoulder bag. Little did I know…

I just finished setting up my Dazzlme shop in Pangaea Outpost in Del Mar, CA when a woman who had been gazing longingly at my hats made the comment, “Gee, I love your hats, but I just can’t wear them.” Being in the hat business and not completely brain-dead, I replied with great enthusiasm, “Of course you can…

We left off last time where you, poor dear, were frantically trying to prepare for a very special date looking like something the cat dragged in. Your hair was a mess and your eyes had enough bags for an extended

vacation. No worries. I’ve been in your situation more times that I can count…remember…I’m one of the remaining few who has not succumbed to the knife and I, gosh darn it, have the wrinkles to prove it! Hmm. Not sure that’s…

I tried to talk her out of it and suggested she buy a hat instead, in which she quickly responded with a snort…