Mom's shirt

I wore one of my mother's shirts to work yesterday. I had worn it before but never got any compliments. Yesterday at least five people must have come up to me to compliment it. One lady said it looked like a painting that people would pay $1 million for. One little girl said I looked very beautiful. And of course there always has to be a nay-sayer. The little boy I was testing thought I had blood on my shirt because there were blotches of red.