When Scott told me to twirl in a circle for this picture, I had flashbacks to the Wonder Woman underoos I wore to bed every night as a kid. My bedtime ritual was to put on my cape and channel WW while I spinned around the living room in front of my family. As the youngest, they indulged me (or ignored me? hmmmm). Plus I was kind of a showboat so I'm not sure they could have stopped me anyway.
After seeing these pictures, I might take the shoes out of rotation. It's sort of disturbing that my legs are so white that the pumps look like an extension of my legs. I do not, in fact, have naturally pointy feet. I love the shoes, just not on me. I'd been looking for nude shoes for a long time; I ended out finding this pair of Calvin Klein patent kitten-heel pumps on eBay for a steal. It felt like fate. Hmph. It turns out that this is another chapter in a lesson I should have learned a long long time ago: clothes, colors, shoes, etc that work for other people don't necessarily work for me. I'm pale, freckly, and super tall. Some styles just don't work. You'd think I would have accepted that by now. Darn it! At the same time the inconveniences of having to search a little harder are worth it. Just think: I get to be unique (I really love that!).
What do you love about being unique?
Midi Dress: Francesca's Collections
Sweater: Anthropologie (from a couple of years ago)
Pumps: Calvin Klein via eBay