One thing I can count on is celebrity status when I return to the church I grew up in. Chile.
First of all I had on my FIERCE gray wool banana republic high-waisted knee length suit with my fly black chapeau perched atop my mini fro and awesome pumps (the last pair on the page). One woman said, and I quote, "Could you get any sharper? I mean could you?" Possibly, but probably not. I smiled demurely (so modest) and said, "Thank you." FAB!
There was also lots of "So glad to see you!" And then there was the part at the end where I would hug one person, walk 2 steps, get tapped, lather, rinse, repeat 4 or 5 times. I AM SUCH A CELEBRITY!! For the record, I did get out of the house last night and had a pretty good time even though we didn't get to the club. I just like being with my homies. But today at church is what I expect. Y'all need to be like, "IT'S YOU! I MISSED YOU SOOOO MUCH!!" That's what I expect from Rah when I get to Atlanta, too. He better comply.