Dress Code Not Confined to Farm

By Denise Anderson

First Published January 20, 1995I stopped by James' and Sharon's house the other day to see if my friend wanted to ride to town with me. Sharon met me at the door, attired in scruffy overalls and a flannel shirt.“I'd love to go to town,” she said. “I have a few errands to run myself. Just let me change my clothes.”I took a seat at the kitchen table to wait. A few minutes later, Sharon reappeared.“I thought you were going to change,” I said, taking in her overalls and flannel shirt.Sharon looked down at her clothes. “I did,” she said. “These are my town overalls.”I eyed them skeptically. “You look like you just came out ...


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