I paired it with a Target t-shirt I purchased two months ago and have never gotten around to wearing. So okay, I had a necklace and a t-shirt. Then I added a skirt that I don't really love anymore, but I like how the pattern worked with the necklace. That just left shoes.
SHOES. WHAT SHOES. SHOOOOEEESESS.
I tried on my off-white Frye peeptoes and then decided it made the whole thing look too precious. Then I took them off and stared at the rest of my shoes blankly. Drool formed. The clock ticked. I put the damn Fryes back on.
All this blank-eyed pondering left me no time to spaz out about what bag to carry so I just went with the one my stuff is still in. It doesn't work, but I can't help that. To distract you, I continue this week's tradition with some more really awesome new poses:
Scary Raptor Eat You!
The Elaine Dance.