Still working on the spring transition. I thought I'd hit a winner here (gladiator sandals! long necklace! my favorite jeans!),
but then I saw these snazzy pics Denise took of me, and it turns out my favorite jeans look like crap on me. Low rise, rolled up, light wash, it's hard to pinpoint the specific problem. I will admit that I've ripped off two of the belt loops simply through repeated yanking in a Sisyphean attempt to keep them above my butt. You might think I'd have taken a clue from that, but no...I've still been wearing them. All the time.
Well friends, no more. Kiss them goodbye. Turns out this experiment of ours works in both
directions...helping me jump boldly into some out-of-character clothes, and run screaming from
some very in-character items. This, the latter.
Muchas gracias, blog.
