As I was driving to work this morning, I looked down at my outfit and thought, “Gee, this looks familiar.” It turns out that I wore almost this exact outfit last January. Don’t worry, I won’t repeat it a third time. I’m tired of taping this dress closed over my boobs. It’s going in the donation pile.
Old Navy is mostly a miss for me. The styles are too basic (and the few interesting garments sell out quickly). The sizing is so erratic it seems almost arbitrary. Every so often, though, I find an interesting basic that fits, like this dress. And you can’t beat Old Navy’s prices - especially when there’s a sale and you use your Gap card.
Jacket, Bebe (consignment). Dress, Old Navy. Tights, Urban Outfitters. Shoes, Chelsea Crew. Sunglasses, Girlprops. Scarf, consignment. Bag, thrifted.
My closet. Jasper on Sunday’s hike. Pearl, a service dog in training.
My recent running injuries may have been one of the best things to happen to my style and health. They forced me to buy, and wear, more sensible shoes. When I’m wearing a low, chunky heel, I don’t dread the walk from my car to a salon. My 30 lb bag seems to weigh only 20. Inventorying a color bar isn’t a torture session. I think I’ll make a habit of purchasing shoes I can walk in.
Vest, AC-3998 (cut from a thrifted jacket). Dress, Cut 25 (consignment). Boots, Steve Madden. Sunglasses, Target. Bag, thrifted.
On my (very comfortable) walk down K street, I took a picture of the "Kay" sign.