"We got an invitation to something," I said to my husband as I opened the elegant beige envelope with our names hand written in calligraphy."What is it?" he wondered.I scanned the invitation. "It's a dinner party for John and Cheryl's anniversary," I said. I read over the rest of the invite and groaned."What?""The dress is Fancy Casual.""What the heck is Fancy Casual?" he wondered. "You can't be fancy and casual at the same time. That's an oxymoron. It's like jumbo shrimp. [...]
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