What’s Wrong With This Picture?
Today was a a beautfiul fall day in Boston! Clear, crisp weather, blue skies, the temps were in the high 60’s - by far this is my favorite time of year because I can wear my favorite clothes. Today it was time to break out one of my favorite wool skirts and team it up with a nice turtleneck, kicky boots, a demin jacket, nice leather gloves and I’m all set for work.
As I got off the train at South Station I noticed that most people appeared to agree with me today, because everyone seemed to be wearing their new fall clothes, and for once I was surrounded by good fashion. Life was good. I strode confidently through South Station, marched downstairs to the subway, and nothing could darken my mood - not even the condescending look a woman gave me as I stood next to her on the platform.
“Whatever biotch, those ratty paisley cords are not exactly happening either” I said to myself, so pleased was I in my fashion superiority. And then I glanced down at my feet and saw this.
Fortunately I had an extra pair of brown shoes at work. I really need to get John to install those lights in my closets!
