So it's 2013 and I've finally lost my footing on the slippery fashion slope. I've become that woman everyone makes fun of without actually pointing. Because that would be rude. Just came in from walking the dog wearing open-toed Birkenstocks (I desperately need a pedicure), work-out shorts that end at the knee (haven't shaved my legs in too long), a t-shirt and sweatshirt jacket that clashed. And ear muffs.
Some fashion statements are better left unsaid. I'll do better when I actually leave the house for work.
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