cucumbers are lucky - they do not wear clothes.

my freshly culled wardrobe includes fewer choices, which is fine b/c i like to take things & switch them around. this with that. that with this. who knew this could go with that?

do you ever put an outfit together & feel like you are totally [xyz]? like, you are totally professional or hot or athletic or devout or preppy or attractive or youthful or spiritual or whatever? like, this outfit is spot on. then, later in the day, you catch a glimpse of yourself, and you think, what is that wanker wearing?? and, you realize it's you, and your outfit is not all you thought it was. so sad. i mean, the opposite can happen - you can accidentally put together the totally perfect outfit - and, that is stellar, brilliant, no problem. it's when you think you are all professional, and really you look like molly maid, or you think you are looking totally sporty, and instead, you look frowzy. frow-zy. nothing worse than frowzy.