Yep. Still sick.
So yep. No OOTD.
And nope, that banner is not advertising a new book or movie or ABC sitcom.
I literally own 50 dresses.
Yeah. Gasp, right? Who owns 50 dresses? I mean, it’s not like it’s the 50s and that’s all one can wear. And even then, I doubt anyone in the frugal 50s ever owned such egregious excess.
50 dresses. That’s like being able to wear one a day every day for work and not repeat a single dress for two and a half months.
Wait for it…
You know what’s coming…
It’s too good of a challenge to pass up…
Oh, okay. Twist my arm. Fine. I’ll do it. I’ll wear all 50 of my dresses in a row for two and a half months (thank gods for SoCal weather and climate controlled classrooms which will allow me to dress seasonally inappropriately).
You know, this closet shopping business might not be so bad after all if it means I can start linking back to myself and sparing myself the trouble of photo shoots.