Dress: Gift — Belt: Goodwill — Shoes: Goodwill (Groove) — Bracelet: Gift
Whoa! My first day back to a full wardrobe and my pictures are way dark. Someone didn’t crank the fill light enough in post-production. At least I have a good excuse for dark pictures, though: I spent 45 minutes after work interviewing some student athletes for a feature I’m writing for the university magazine! It was pretty awesome to sit down and talk with such dedicated and driven kids. (I say kids, but they’re all probably only like two or three years younger than me. Kids these days!) I have one more interview to conduct and then have to turn in the rough draft posthaste. This is my first time getting paid for writing anything, so I think it’s safe to say I’m pretty excited.
Since I was playing interviewer, I spent like an hour the night before trying to put together a more “grown-up” outfit for the day. I don’t know that it made me comport myself any more seriously, but I ended up pretty happy with the simple look. The dress is a little itchy around the collar and the sleevelessness lets you see my weird cap-sleeve farmer tan (and also the blue straps of my bra, which kept peeking out), but I love the shape of it and the bubble hem.
Yeah, so I basically just wear this belt with everything. It’s just such an easy slice of color! I want more colorful belts.
These shoes came from Goodwill, like most of the interesting stuff I own. I was crazy about the polka dots and the wedge, but in execution they’re not so comfortable. The fabric straps–basically the only thing holding my foot in the shoe–gave me bruises across the tops of my feet, and I also got proto-blisters on the bottoms. Maybe I just need more practice with high shoes? For y’all who wear a lot of heels or high wedges, how did you get used to it? Do you just power through? My feet tend to balk at all but the most comfortable of shoes, which means that even a short test-drive isn’t sufficient to tell me whether they’re good shoes for me or not–much less ordering that cute pair of pumps off the internet.
Somehow, during my victorious post-interview photoshoot, I decided that I was going to take a picture of my shoe against the wall of the shed/meth lab/slave labor hut that I’ve been using as my photo location lately. I didn’t think things all the way through, though, so I ended up repeatedly kicking my leg into the air while trying to hit the camera button at the same time. I ended up with a lot of pictures of the tip of my shoe and a pulled muscle in my butt, but I’ll be damned if I’m not going to post the one picture that came out! It’s not even that interesting of a picture, though. What the hell, Past Mia.