- Navy velvet blazer – thrifted
- White tank top – Target
- Purple tank top – Target
- Skinny jeans – Gap
- Rhinestone scarf clip – thrifted
- Purple socks – Mama
- Red flats – Hush Puppies
- Gold terrifying Norseman bracelet – Grandma
- Pyrite earrings – self-made
- Bandaged finger – self-inflicted
I went into the big city today to meet with some old colleagues, so I decided to try and create a psued0-suit (suito?) out of jeans and velvet Gap blazer I thrifted this weekend. The cut of the blazer is more “swing” than I normally wear, given my ample bosom and short waist, but I liked it so much I threw caution to the wind and $1.38 on the counter and it was mine.
You may have noticed the stylish accessory of Band-Aids and medical tape I’m sporting on my left pointer finger. As much as I’d like to brag that it’s a war wound from wrestling with a Gila monster, or that I got a papercut while examining an original copy of the Constitution hidden in someone’s attic, the truth is far less exciting: vegetables are to blame.
I cut my finger while chopping spinach the other day. R.I.P. fingernail.*
Obviously this is the universe’s way of telling me to stop with the whole vegetable thing and just eat ice cream for dinner. I don’t know about you, but I’m not about to argue with the most infinite thing in existence. A Milky Way ice cream bar for dinner it is!
However, now I know exactly what The Arrogant Worms were talking about. This was simply the produce exacting its revenge.
How low as people do we dare to stoop,
Making young broccolis bleed in the soup?
Untie your beans, uncage your tomatoes
Let potted plants free, don’t mash that potato!
Eat a cow, they’re so dumb!
*FYI, this is why I haven’t been verbose in my comments for a while. The typing, it hurts.
Be sure to check out the rest of the blazer-wearing lovelies at Everybody, Everywhere.
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