What's Actually Important About the Holiday Season

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I'm wrapping presents today--when I'm not drinking another cuppa coffee or looking out the window or reading a very important blog posting. Stopped by Writerquake and found out my preppy name which is always handy information and found this lovely little test, the Little Black Dress Test. Self knowledge is always a good thing. At least that's what Kiki and Corkie say...




Your Little Black Dress Says You're Quirky

You are lively and outgoing. You are naturally friendly.
You enjoy meeting new people and making new connections.

Your style is whimsical and unique. You're good at putting together interesting outfits.

If you were a shoe, you would be: High heeled boots

Dear Santa, just in case--

Comments

  1. LydiaDecember 18, 2008 at 11:48 AM

    Oh, Corkie dahling, you look stupendous in that little black dress!

    Tah,
    Kiki

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  2. RudeeDecember 18, 2008 at 11:49 AM

    Well it sounds like your dress would be perfect for dancing! I'm not sure the boots would work. I'm busy hitching up the sled dogs for another hair-raising night on the road.

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  3. AnonymousDecember 18, 2008 at 7:58 PM

    Oh my. You've got style.

    I'm like Gilda Radner, my fashion choices are dictated by one overriding consideration: Clothes that don't itch.

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  4. UnknownDecember 18, 2008 at 8:10 PM

    I gotcha grrrl, but that is exactly why God invented Benadryl. Some people think it was pollen and allergies, but not true--itchy clothes was the fundamental cause. Little known, but totally true.

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