How casual is too casual at the farmers market? You decide.

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Yesterday, His Bertness and I went to the farmers market. Yep, the one right here in Prescott, AZ. It was hot. Almost 100. But. We needed radishes. And lettuce. And rose-gold potatoes.

I'm not going to be snarky today. I'm not. It's Sunday. So. I shall let you decide if the pictured were too casual. Or not.

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These pooches won the Cuteness Award. Absolutely. That's why they get two pictures. 

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Note her purse. Animal prints are always winners. (Unless, of course, they are real fur. I said I wasn't  being snarky. I didn't say anything about suspending my judgment. Did I?)

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I'm being nice. Really. And I'm sure you've noticed there are no photographs of me. I'm so modest. I didn't want to outshine everyone in my perfect farmers market casual attire. But. Trust me. I looked good. Absolutely. (And I hope no one took my photo. I'd hate to be exposed as a dishonest woman.)