Okay, let me first tell you that this is not a fashion commentary. I personally believe almost everyone who is human looks HORRIBLE in orange unless you have a fantastic tan or naturally dark, golden skin, or that warm, burnished black skin.
As an accessory? Especially this kind? Gotta love it!
Darling Man tested for his orange KenPo belt. He went to the 10am class and Z-boy and I showed up around 12:30, near the end of the test. He was dripping sweat and wearing a huge grin. Of course he passed! He's been working so hard. Master Jerry is thrilled to have him as a student.
Everybody was happy - love the grin on the gal standing in front of Darling Man.
The testing class. I wish I'd been a part of it. I'd be stylin' an orange belt my own self right now if various health stuff hadn't slowed me down. But I'm proud of these guys. I know most of them - the two kids are in Z-boy's class, and a couple of the adults go to different classes than I do, but Ian (far left looking like a very weary Obi Wan), John (behind the little Chinese girl), Ice Ice Baby (don't know his name but his "sound" is "ice", which always sets my brain off on a Vanilla Ice tangent), and the yellow-belt girl second from the right that I call Mikey-girl are all in my class (and Darling Man, of course).
I'm back in class on Tuesday, all drugs finally gone from my body and ready to get back in the swing of things. I have an appointment with my surgeon on March 27th, but I'm not sure when the surgery itself will be. In the meantime, I plan to get as far back to fighting shape as possible so that once the surgery and recovery are done, I'll be right there, ready to test for my own orange belt.
I'm so jealous. And so proud! Way to go, baby!