Legs

Dear Diary,

Today while shopping at Home Depot, a man close to stopped in his tracks to stare at my legs. Yes, I am aware my legs are white to the point of being nearly translucent, but I did not think it was cause to stare them down. Now had the guy given me the once over, from head to toe, I could possibly understand the need to stare. This would make more sense to me because I was outfitted in sneakers, shorts, a sweatshirt, a hat, and to complete the ensemble I had on a scarf. The day had been around 60 but it was cooling down. It made perfect sense to me to put on a scarf to stay warm though I'm well aware of how odd it must have looked. Instead the guy was awestruck by my pasty white legs.