Sacrifice in the Name of Fashion

So I visited my grandma yesterday. She is super cool of course...but doesn't quite grasp the idea that she is old. She is very independent and doesn't like help with anything, or from anything in this case.

Whenever I visit she likes to give me a tour of the place and show me all the things she's been working on around the house or garden...I started cracking up when we walked into her bedroom to admire some new bed sheets and I notice she's using a walker as a clothes rack! That's so her... and me.

Sacrifice yourself in the name of fashion...a rule I've always followed. "Who cares how it feels on, as long as you look good in it."...and in her case, "Who cares if I break a hip, my pants are wrinkle free."