My colleague looked at me in this outfit today and said, “Wow! That is one big belt!” I could have gotten all bloggery on her a$$ and explained how long-bodies blah, blah, need wide belts, blah, blah. But I held it together and instead told her it was my power source. I added that without it, I lose my superpowers. Then I turned and powerfully walked into the wall.
Not on purpose. I missed the doorway.
Gray cotton jersey top with off-centre neckline: Cassis
Blue cotton cardigan: Smart Set
Floral cotton skirt: Esprit
White leather Wonder Belt: Winners (remixed)
Pink t-strap platform flats: Kenneth Cole (remixed)
I’m still skipping accessories; it’s too hot, they’re too sticky, and I am too easily annoyed (by them and too many other things) in the heat.
Also, I know: the skirt should be an inch or two shorter. In my defence, it used to be. Thus far, I’ve been too lazy (and have not trusted the weight loss to stick) to bother having it altered. Instead, I wear it around my hips, but disguise its placement with long tops, etc.
And speaking of tops, this one needs a shave; it’s starting to pill because I wear it so much. But gun-metal gray is one of my favourite colours; it doesn’t wash me out quite as much as black. In addition, it looks great with fall colours like wine, rose, blueberry, teal, and chocolate brown. Oh goddess, I cannot wait for the release of the September issues of every fashion magazine known to humankind!
Until then, I’ll be wowing my colleagues with my grace.
‘Embarrassing work moments, anyone (else)?
Care to share? It’ll be like a support group.
(I promise to say sympathetic & encouraging things.)