So today I wore a glorious new dress that Anne showcased on The Cohabitating Closet the other day, leading me to rush out to Target to buy it. It’s a little outside of my typical summer dress wheelhouse: it’s polka-dotted; it’s not made of cotton jersey; it’s more wearable to dressy occasions (ie. I’m pretty sure I’ll wear it at some of the wedding festivities to come).
Blue necklace: F21
This is Target dress number two that I’ve bought because Anne had them in the last couple of weeks (the other dress will show up here shortly). Clearly, I’m well on target for my single-white-female-ing plan. I feel like the shape of the dress comes through better in the picture below — sorry for its crazy darkness. Mostly I just wanted to show off the hibiscus flower that’s pretty spectacular.
Where does the faking it part of the title come in? I threw this dress on today because I continue to feel like death warmed over thanks to a chest cold I picked up while at a conference last weekend (which went well — busy, but good) and which incubated nicely on the flight home. Between things like my annual review meeting with my department chair, having a senior colleague observe my class, and dealing with a plagiarizing student this week, this week has been a bit of a blur. A spring-y dress with cheerful accents was the only way to envision getting through today. It did the trick so far — getting me home early where I can have therapeutic cuddles with the mini-FR on the couch.
How do you dress to trick your body into forgetting it’s sick?