Siri forced me to drive down Ft. Lauderdale Beach Boulevard
Friday, October 14
Siri has taken me to the mall,
and now I’m in a dressing room with Gayle.
Gayle has a measuring tape draped
around her neck.
I disrobe from the waist up.
“I feel like I’m in a doctor’s office,” I quip.
Gayle and I laugh about
things falling down
and places going flat.
I depart with a bag of new unmentionables
and go next door where I hope to find
some new “bright” clothes
to wear for next week’s family photo shoot.
(Besides, what I own is rather baggy now.)
But all I see are dark clothes and sweaters,
pieces I might don on an autumn
or winter day in Michigan.
“Is this really what I’m supposed to wear down here?”
Alicia laughs.
They’re mostly for the visitors, she tells me.
So I find a few things on the sales racks
and make note to stock up in the spring.
Maybe I can lift and tighten some things by then.
I’ll start right after I treat myself to this…