Penny Lady in action

A few days ago, I went on about my "costume." Today, I put on my duds and visited a fabulous group of 4th graders at an equally fabulous Texas elementary school. Notice, if you will, the penny in my loafer, the penny on my earlobe and the pennies on my vest -- oh, yes, and the penny in my palm, which came from the pocket on my vest.

Now I await the stories the children will send to me after I demonstrated how they can "listen" to the pennies I gave them out of my piggy bank!

Dressing the Penny Lady part

I just bought my first pair of penny loafers in 30 years. (Yippee for the Target sale!) I positioned a shiny penny in each shoe so that Lincoln's eye can peer out--I mean, is visible through--the thin slot. A few weeks ago my 14-year-old daughter Emmali sewed a penny vest for me out of material displaying piles of clip art pennies. She included a pocket where I can carry my special 1973 cent. And then I also have my penny earrings, purchased at the Denver Mint two years ago. A little penny obsessed am I? Possibly. But at least I am still sane enough to don my "pennywear" only during my Penny Project presentations. Outside of those, I favor copper-toned clothing and always carry a penny in my pocket that I can whip out at a moment's notice to share its story. It is doubtful that I will ever develop an affection for other currency; after all, I really do not look good in silver. Same for green. Besides, what would become of my penny loafers?