So it seems that I’ve caught the flu and I’ve been under the covers since last Thursday. I had high hopes for today, in fact I ate a whole meal, washed my hair, brushed my teeth. I was thiiisssss close to an outfit photo but it just did not happen. Luckily I remembered that I had photos from last week. It turned out to be a red letter day after all.
I wore this outfit when we went out for pizza the other night. You see, when B and I go out on dates (remember by ‘dates’ that just means we aren’t cooking dinner), we usually head to a restaurant at 5:30, beat the crowd, maybe stop by Target if I can talk him into and we’re home by 7. Therefore this is the outfit that happens on ‘date’ nights. Heels aren’t really necessary for the pizza place, but has that ever stopped me? Never.
**also, if this post did not make any sense I blame medication and hours on end of reality television.