I like to talk to myself like people are listening. I read the same book over and over again and still hold my breath hoping it will turn out differently.
Yes, again with the bad photography. I need to figure this out. But...let it be known that my office was so freaking cold today that I didn't even get to take my jacket off so everyone could see my hot sweater, or my flair (the necklace). Stupid cold.
Yes, the pictures were taken by an 8 year old, and yes, I know I need to get another photographer. But I think the black sweater (and kick ass blue coat) over this blue summer dress look pretty sweet. I was in a 50ish mood.
So this dress was bought by the coolest chick ever, my best friend Shannon. She also inspired my fashion diaries. The back is the coolest part (other than my boobs). And the silver peeptoes and matching clutch complete the bombshell look. Her outfit was just as smoking. She wore a redish pencil skirt with a black turtleneck. She pretty much looked like Betty Page.