I really just wanted to get dressed quickly this morning because I’m starting to feel sick and I just wanted to get to work.  My “drunken-with-fatigue-random-garment-grabbing” actually turned out pretty good, it would seem.  I keep forgetting how great this black dress fits me.  It also very effectively camoflauges the four english muffins with butter I had for “dinner” last night.  I pulled out this vintage purple shirt because it was the first thing my hand touched.  It has poofy sleeves.  Add a geode-esque hangy necklace. 

I almost looked like I planned this shit.