Uncle John has a burgundy, velvet tuxedo jacket. For decades, he’s worn it to every black tie event, and Aunt Ar makes sure there are plenty.
Atop a sea of black and white convention, the tall, dark man moves quietly in his curious, velvet burgundy.
Well-heeled and headstrong, he ever insists, as long as the jacket fits – it fits.
Unswayed by the loud public statement his offbeat fashion statement makes for such a guarded, taciturn, conventional man.
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Author: Anne Celano Frohna
I am a writer, a mother of two girls, Eva (22) and Sophia (20) and wife to one husband, Kurt.
I was mostly a professional writer and editor for 25 years for graphic arts and advertising, for publishers of newspapers, magazines, books, etc.,. Now, I have this blog where I post my creative non-fiction, short stories, a couple of illustrated children's stories and a comedy I wrote about two years I spent teaching English in rural Japan (NOT a story for a child.).
I also have a shop on Etsy called ChannelingNonna where I’m selling the many vintage treasures I’ve collected over the years and continue to hunt down at thrift stores and yard sales.
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