You can be little, and you can be old, but that doesn’t mean you have to be a little old lady. We’ve all seen her. She’s hunched forward, her blue hair is tucked neatly under a plastic rain bonnet, she’s clutching expired coupons, and she’s discussing her latest health problems over lunch. She’s a little old lady . . . and she’s coming your way at 2 m.p.h.
Little old ladies have elastic waistbands on all their slacks. They save rubber bands, remember 15-cent McDonald’s hamburgers, and have never seen a public rest room that was clean enough.
This tiny 3.25" wide by 3.75" tall version of How Not to Become a Little Old Lady is for any woman who is proud to have escaped little old ladyhood, and it’s the perfect, lighthearted gift to give women in danger of slipping into those awful little old lady tendencies. The charming illustrations from Adrienne Hartman perfectly capture the senior syndrome. Say good-bye to little old ladies who pass off their liver spots as beauty marks and say hello to this fresh and fun gift book.
