My life is peppered with physical comedy. Unintentional comedy. I’m a riot.

I donned my “sassy” dress and my lovely heels and headed off to the St. Louis Magazine fall fashion show. I made a quick stop at a local grocery for a snack or a drink, given that this event was late, and I was early.

Walking across the parking lot, I fell. That’s right, just fell. Didn’t trip, just did one of those banana peel moves, minus the peel and was down on the asphalt, hands and knees in my pretty dress, with a car coming.

Open letter to the driver of the car in the parking lot of Whole Foods Thursday evening:

Dear sir or ma’am:

Thanks for seeing me, and, in seeing me, not running me down, or hopping out and making a scene. Thanks for politely looking the other way, and, after pausing, continuing to drive.

Yours,
Klutzy Girl in the Sassy Red Dress

I got up really fast. Looked, as we are compelled to do, for the Exxon Valdez oil spill that caused my fall, and finding none, beat it into the store. I wandered, pondering options and settled on a cold bottled tea that I held on my knee (now green, purple and lumpy).

I wrote the stuff you really want to know in the Shop Talk blog. Check that out, and if you see my frightfully discolored knee, just politely look the other way.

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