Learning to play bridge is one of the task items on my 2009 list of goals. This morning I begin lessons with the Adobe Bridge Club.
What to wear, what to wear—the eternal female crisis.
I do not know any of the bridge club people and figure they’re probably pretty conservative, although I’m sure there isn’t actually a dress code involved in playing bridge.
How about jeans, t-shirt and my flip-flops? No, that won’t work.
A dress? Aarrgh! No way am I going to wear pantyhose; I’d rather go swimming in the nearest sewage pond before resorting to that misery.
A search through my closet gave me ideas and Polyvore enabled me to put pictures of my clothes together. Our weather is cooler this week, so I’ve selected my black wool slacks, gray cashmere turtleneck, red purse, black loafers, and a simple strand of pearls. This ought to be non-threatening to the ladies of the bridge club.
Bridge is making a comeback and becoming popular again in colleges—so it’s not just a game for the more mature population to which I’m a statistical member. Here’s a list of famous players (both real and imaginary).
If these folks can learn to play bridge, so can I—and do so wearing my pearls. Pretty conformist of me, don’t you think? Maybe I ought to take my temperature to ensure I’m not feverish or something.