don’t know when it happened, but somehow in the last year I woke up and realized that every day, I wear black! Looking back at my Facebook page you’d think I was talking about someone else entirely. A quick peruse of my “liked” and tagged photos over the years and I can hardly find even one outfit that is all black. In fact, call me the queen of color.
My photos would lead a person to believe that throughout the year I’m either headed to a spring wedding, off to the Caribbean or bundled up to brave a Windy City famous arctic gale force gust; regardless, always with a splash of color. In-fact, I absolutely love wearing vibrant reds and pastel pinks and any sort of playful print, but coming back to corporate
America after three years of
beach life, left me feeling
utterly unstylish and
outdated; I hadn’t shopped
for new “school clothes” in
years. It seemed for this last
fall and winter I was
completely at a loss. My
closet was stocked with
more resort casual looks,
consisting of light and airy
flimsy fabrics; perfect for a year in Costa Rica, not so perfect for 6 months of winter in the midwest.
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