For the study, the group had dug a six foot trench, and were down in it. As I approached, I could see their heads bobbing up and down and unbeknownst to them, I was making my way out to them. As I got closer, they could hear my boots squeak and squawk as I walked. As I looked up, I realized they had, too, and I've often giggled over the looks on their faces. What a sight I must have been. A Glamour fashion "don't". After making fun at my "look", they quickly accepted my lunch invitation; nice conversation ensued over lunch.
As my photo shows, I don't have the regular "farm girl" gear. I hate being confined in coveralls, my winter coats are too nice to wear out in slop. AND, these days, I get way too hot, so, I dressed in whatever was at hand, that didn't matter if it got dirty, wasn't confining and was layered. Thus, the "getup" shown above.