How perfect is it that my attempt at being chic epically fails? First off, I kind of detest that word (I sometimes refer to it as the “c” word) because it’s so over-used. But alas, there is no appropriate replacement.
The outfit is something I threw on to run errands. And apparently I threw it on too fast, not realizing my need of an iron and lint roller. But I think sitting in the car made my skirt extra wrinkly. In the meantime, I’m giving myself a B for effort. I love this comfy outfit, despite its shortcomings.
Photos by Sarah Kyle.