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Thursday, October 27, 2011
Of all the hair brained things...
Today, I am sporting this lovely outfit. Except for the Houndstooth skirt is a combination of black, red, and white. I could not locate an exact picture from the Cato's website. A high wasted modern day nod to the '60s I chose to rock this outfit for the Mock Interview today with a pair of dark grey tights. I'm so glad tights are back in...they have always been a secret love (until now-now I bring our romance out into the open). The shoes are by Pierre Dumas and when you wear these sweet little puppies not only are you blessed with just a little lift on the heel, you are also able to walk for miles in these Mary Poppin'esque cuties. Honestly, where's my Bert and hairbun? My "Bert" is in bed sleeping off a long night of guy time.
My program of study is Criminal Justice and I am hoping (somewhat confident?) this outfit is a healthy balance between professional, modest, and feminine. Nails are manicured and french tipped. The hair is, well-that is the glitch in the perfect package. Shout out to my two favorite females for calming my neurotic semi-anxiety attack last night.
You see I was fretting, pacing, twitching, and spazzing out completely over my lack of confidence in all my prep work. I realized my hair is in desperate need of a touch up on color. I do a decent job of coloring my hair whichever hue fits the mood most days. And I know the golden rule of not sacrificing quality for cost. But I slipped. In my weakened state I failed to heed the rule. And it bit me in the tush. My hair which should have been a brilliant chestnut brown. What I incurred was a hodgepodge of almost black, brown, light brown, and ash brown. How in the world!? Oh yes, if I wasn't in a full blown panic attack before I am now. God is funny like that in a twisted sort of sense. But it worked, it calmed me, and I am prepared. It was my own doing anyway. I knew better. What a silly dolt for breaking the rule. Onward now with confidence, natural make up, Mary Poppins Pierre Dumas Mary Janes, and maybe even a bit of a swish? Nope, that was just a cool breeze up a knee length skirt. Have a good fall day everyone.
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Sniff-Sniff...Mama's prowd... :)
ReplyDeleteAww Mama thank you! I'm so glad :)
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