I have a problem.
even on a not-so-hot day
fresh out of the shower.
If there’s a whisper of humidity
then mountain dew*
So now I arm myself.
I carry a fan.
I prefer folding fans for convenient carriage
you can get a good wind going with a wicker church fan.
I’m not alone.
My friends and I
carry fans to the club or the backyard bbq
whether by manicured hand, metallic clutch, buttery leather shoulder bag, or monogrammed wristlet.
Is this normal?
Is it our age?
Am I skidding into perimenopause?
Are we all just hot-blooded women?
I prefer the latter.
In the summer I won’t leave home without it.
no matter the season.
A fan, like a book
is a necessary item I won’t leave home without.
*mountain dew, my Grandmother Thelma’s description of chest sweat
Shout-out to Jen just over my shoulder in the pic…I don’t think she’s crossed over into the 35&up club, notice she is not carrying a fan;-)