Banderas

Elena put on the white jeans, the navy tee, and the red sandals. That seemed like enough.

Tracy, the BFF, handed over the tassels.

Elena: “You’re kidding. These things are three inches long! I’ll be….conspicuous!”

Tracy: “God forbid. Look, kiddo, we’re going to the Bristol, Rhode Island For-da-July parade. It’s the loudest, most colorful, most amazing, most coveted, most visited parade on the East Coast. If you don’t wear these, you’ll be underdressed.”

Elena: “God forbid. Gimme. Mmmm. They make my neck look so long….”

If you want your own pair of Banderas ($15) in time for Bastille Day, flip to the contact page.