I don’t know about you but I could use a shot of frivolity. So this is a story about a dress. Or rather the buttery yellow two-piece number that I wore to my 50th birthday party.
When I told my family I wasn’t planning any major festivities for my big birthday, they went quiet. Then my brother reached out. Not on his watch. The evening my sister-in-law …
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