run around

every once in awhile, i love to sneak inside my husband’s closet and rummage through his clothes. it’s sheer heaven to inhale the remaining bits of his fragrance that lingers on his suits. maybe that’s one reason i love to steal one of his shirts, and call it my own if even for a day. i still try to remember to throw on a few decidedly female accessories like my charm bracelet that has been in the making the past 32 years. or a pair of gold studded heels will do the trick as well. but what could be better on a hot day like we’ve been delivered here in san francisco than to wear an oversized shirt that doesn’t touch me anywhere?

labels: denim Ann Taylor; sandals Nine West (similar here); handbag Miu Miu

Beth Djalali

is the Founder and CEO of Style at a Certain Age. She writes Sundays-Fridays on all topics ranging from fashion, health, wellness, home design and more.

She’s 65, 5’8, and size 8.

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