Saints Preserve Us!

So J-cat and I went to Humpy's for lunch today because I knocked my glasses off my night-stand and Humpy's is in the same plaza (strip mall or shopping center - take your pick) as the opticians. Besides, she had a $5.00 off coupon from our last visit.

Pleased to report that the glasses were fixed, the optician was attentive, the pizza was great, and the iced tea was just right. Plus I was with J-cat. Leaving Humpy's I spied San Domenico on a tee shirt through the fancy clothing store shop window. St. Dominic, my father's namesake.

Had to go in and take a closer look. It actually said,I (heart) San Domenico. Then I noticed that it was stained. They all were. Intentionally distressed. Man, I lived through "stone-washed" jeans. Did I need this?

I asked if they had any other saints. The very handsome, but Protestant-looking salesman showed me San Stefano. Ok, a martyr and the first one at that, but no St. Sebastian.

J-cat showed me the price tag: $195.00. I took the name of the Lord in vain.

For more on the Sicilian and the Lombard who know how to make-a-da-scudi see:

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dolce_&_Gabbana