This morning I put on an entire outfit... pumpkin orange wool pants, sheer orange/green/brown/pink plaid blouse, dusty rose tubetop underneath... only to discover, to my chagrin and dismay, that it did not FIT. Well, it did, just not well. [Gunna need to hit the pavement a little harder if I want to make it through 85 more days without shopping. Must be able to wear the wardrobe I have.] It was pretty depressing until I remembered that I had dreamt up this outfit, which I love! I honestly did dream about this outfit, in between husband coughs and creaky bed sounds. [Ikea beds do not survive longer than 4 years without major malfunctions. The price we *paid*, I suppose.]
Wearing a silk, chambray shirt dress from Zara over a blank tank dress, teal boots from a vintage store in Oakland, black fishnet H&M ankle socks [which keep falling down and have since been taken off], and this delicious striped scarf from Spain, given to me by an old friend who used to live there. I will be forever grateful.
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