In doing this Friday feature, I've come to realize a few things about myself and my clothes:



Stayed for the conclusion of Def fashion poetry jam.
- If I really like something, I have no problem wearing it often and weekly
- Some of my wide legged pants do not photograph well, which has made me wonder if they look any good on me but I can't tell since they don't photograph well
- I should probably wear make-up more often-ish
- Some of my clothes don't fit or look they way I think thought they did. This jacket is from a suit I bought when I first started working. I don't wear it that often, but having a picture of it makes me realize how dated the collar is. I still like the jacket and it fits me well, but I kind of feel like I'm in a post-Walsh family 90210 episode.
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