Running errands the other day, I stopped by to pick up my dry cleaning. As I’m paying I notice a jumpsuit hanging alone in the back of the store. Perhaps it was being prepared for the process or maybe it was just finished and not bagged yet. Who knows? The one thing I do know, it was covered in bright stones and glittery beads around the shoulders, cuffs and pant legs. The suit was snowy white and had a high collar that stood up without the need of starch.
I joked with the sales lady, “I see Elvis comes here too.” She smiled but didn’t respond. Hmmmm. Is she hiding something?