Fashion fo-paw

For those of you who know me well, fashion conscious is probably not the first words that come to mind when you think of me. On my recent trip to Atlanta, I was the victim of a funny misunderstanding that led to me being distinctively out of place. The conference I attended had a “no-host social” so we asked for the proper attire and were told “duty uniform”. Well, when my fellow Army team mate and I showed up, we were the only two in uniform and all the folks in civilian clothes had a laugh at our expense. I am not the one to pay somebody back for an honest mistake and want to assure the gentleman who mis-communicated the proper attire to us that the social events in DC really do have a required dress code of flip flops and a light coat of oil! Because I had planned on wearing my uniform to this event before I packed, I would have actually had to wear my orange Crocs (formally known as the Christi Jaggers after a friend who despises Crocs in general and mine in particular) if he corrected the mistake the day of the event. No great harm, but we sure did look like ding-dongs. Many thanks to LTC Patterson for being a team player and a good sport!