Anna bought this dress, for all the weddings we have to go to. I was on the porch and the sun was coming down. This was December and I was in shorts. There was brush in the yard for the trash guys to pick up. You know what it’s like to drive through a snow storm and the flakes are attacking you? She put that dress on, and I swear it was like that snowfield. It was like I couldn’t see anything but for the phenomenon in front of me.