In spring a woman’s fancy turns to —

I am somewhat obsessed with clothes. I recently packed away my winter woolies and discovered that my warm-weather wardrobe was down to three dresses, three wearable pairs of capris and a mess of t-shirts, where mess = stained and pilled.  (I must have done a thorough edit last fall.) So I started shopping, looking to have my fancy struck. But in the process…

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