This morning was one of those days when you just know it's going to be a great day. I woke up before my alarm clock went off (which NEVER happens) and I knew that Jamba Juice was giving away free breakfast today. I jumped out of bed with a spring in my step and hurried to throw my clothes on so I would make it to Jamba in time.
I thought at the time that my outfit choice was cute- a super long striped t-shirt from an ex-boyfriend that doubles as a mini dress on me, a brown turtleneck sweater, my new Kate Moss for Topshop creme tuxedo jacket that I am currently obsessed with (and I scored it at the Barneys warehouse sale for practically nothing), brown opaque tights, a pair of vintage cowboy boots from screaming mimis, and a equestrian inspired hat that Jordan gave me.
I checked myself out a few times in the mirror before running to the subway. While heading down East Broadway, I felt a few odd glances in my direction. With each step that I took, I noticed that my dress was riding up from super cute mini to on the verge of inappropriate mini.... Then it hit me, my look for the day resembled a Kit Deluca ensemble!
In case you don't quite get the Pretty Woman reference, I felt like a total tramp! All that was missing was Sunset Blvd and a
pair of thigh highs in place of my opaque tights.
Now, I know a lot of people in my industry loathe Forever 21, but on this particular day, I was happy for their existence! 20 bucks bought me a super cute (and more appropriate) dress that I wore on top of my turtleneck- and a piece of my dignity back!
Hmmm, I take that back, I guess the look was a bit more Vivian Ward....
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