I live in KC and partake in adventures with Bella the Bulldog.
Today is a great day to judge people’s terrible wedding dress choices.
I have ridiculously sensitive skin and I cannot wear wool without it getting all itchy and blotchy. So, I usually just don’t wear wool.
Except, this morning I pulled on a sweater because I was cold. It was only 6% wool and I thought I could deal with it through the work day. And I could have, except that I decided to give myself a break from the itchiness when I went home for lunch.
I pulled on a rumpled tee that I sleep in and wore it while slurping up some soup and watching part of an episode of True Blood.
It is now 3:30. I just looked down and realized that I am wearing black pants, heels and a soup stained sleeping shirt that I forgot to change out of. I am beyond mortified.
Oh, and yes, I did just have an hour long meeting with my boss. She didn’t say a thing.