A Case of Mistaken Identity

Today I got an email from a local columnist that I have never met, but have pitched to a couple of times a while back. Here's what the email says, "Aloha Starr, Here’s a copy of today’s “On the Scene” column. And so you saw that I wasn’t the only person who thought the dress was hot. Hope to see you again soon."

I was a little taken aback, because I had no idea what he was talking about. I haven't worn a dress since April, and I know that I didn't see him when I was wearing it, and don't recall anybody telling me that it was hot except for my husband!

Curious, I open the link that was in the email and see the photo attached here. The girl in the hot pink dress all the way to the left in the picture is also named Starr and she won "best dressed" at a function before the Sex and The City opening night movie! I laughed pretty hard since it is obviously not me and is not a dress that I would wear, plus I have no pink in my closet except for a night gown that reminds me of Strawberry Shortcake (no offence to this Starr - we just have different styles)!

Anyway, I emailed the columnist back and said he had the wrong Starr - I'm not as stylish and that I'm a Banana Republic girl through and through! He then made me feel better by replying that where I shop is stylish. Where are the cameras when I need them?!