I was visiting the mainland. I was going to go to lunch with some friends so I put on my favorite Hawaiian dress and one of them stopped me and said no. Oops, did I lose it? So I had to change into a nice tank and cute matching pants (it was a hot day). I remember when I lived in New York City and no matter how hot it got you never went downtown wearing shorts. I also always wore black back then, but then I always used to wear black even when I lived in California before that. The point is I used to know these things.
So when in Rome... and now that I'm back on the islands I'm wearing my favorite dress once again and feeling good.
