BARE LEGS FOREVER.

I feel pretty stupid being sad that I am not rich enough, when we are so rich. So I am sad AND guilty!

Aw, flea! Instead feel proud of making the prudent decision?

When they were deciding on meds for me the doctor did a cheek swab for a genetic report that came back with listings of all the things I could absolutely never take, things that worked too well, and things that didn't work at all. It was interesting.

That is FASCINATING. Huh.

I was surprised to learn at Home Depot that the butcher block counters were more expensive than the synthetic (or whatever) stone I ended up with.

I've had granite counters for years and they are very pretty. I don't think any surface could keep me from breaking stuff. Maybe bubble wrap, but that would be messy to clean up.

Don't wear eye makeup and don't imagine I ever will. Nice enough for other people, but I rub my eyes too much. And sweat. And eye water. Forget it.

Many many decades since I worked in an office with actual office attire. If we have to go out we might, or if I am in a dress decent mood. But mostly super casual.

I am at the office. Gym shorts. Barefoot. It is Saturday so maybe more casual than usual. I am also avoiding work. Can you tell?

I refuse to wear anything resembling tights unless it's a "keeping warm" issue. My bare legs are no prize to look at, but I am a bare-legged advocate all the way.

Part of my no-sleeveless-yes-bare-legs position is probably due to my persistent unreliability in getting my underarms well-shaven. I try but, well, for one thing I can't really see what I'm doing. At least with my legs I can see if they are all stubbly.

Which is kind of fucked up, but there it is.

And this past week I have been very tempted to wear skirts that would offer a glimpse of my bruised knee so I could casually mention that I banged it up during a race. But I somehow kept opting for trousers.

Part of my no-sleeveless-yes-bare-legs position is probably due to my persistent unreliability in getting my underarms well-shaven. I try but, well, for one thing I can't really see what I'm doing. At least with my legs I can see if they are all stubbly.

Oh yeah, I also prefer not to shave my armpits that often.

I have very scarred shins. I wear mid-calf skirts in the office the summer and haven't owned hosed or tights since the last century. I wear shorts out of the office. Suck it, people who find my shins icky.

I'll wear tank tops with a shirt over them at the office, and I'll take off the overshirt if I'm at my desk. The shirt goes back on if I need to step away. Too damned hot otherwise.

And this past week I have been very tempted to wear skirts that would offer a glimpse of my bruised knee so I could casually mention that I banged it up during a race.

I would do that, but then no one would ask.

Polar opposite. I maybe shave my legs twice a year. Yes, they are exposed every single day, but my hair is so light and sparse you really don't notice, or if they do, screw em. The underarms every single day! First I am very often sleeveless, and hot hot hot all the time. It seems to help with the sweating. (Maybe hott sometimes, but not as often as hot)

My office is generally too cold for me. AC in the summer and drafts in the winter.

I don't have enough hair on my pits or legs to be worth shaving, so that's not what it was about.

LA for 12 years now, and I've never had an office environment in which bare legs wouldn't make me cold anyway. But being barelegged at work makes me feel like too much opportunity for scrutiny.

Also, I love tights! I get as many compliments on them as any other piece of clothing I wear. They're so fun.

The only thing I really hide is the portacath. I don't want any assumptions, correct or no.