I’m having a bit of a style crisis… again. Prompted by back-to-back episodes of TLC’s What Not to Wear (thanks Comcast On-Demand), I was reminded once more of my propensity for lame style. One episode featured this twenty-something lady who, to me, seemed ok. Khaki pants, button-down blue shirt, hair in a bun. Yes, I identified with her somewhat, and naturally, her style didn’t seem that bad. Well, she was deemed “BO-RING”! And that’s when I realized I was her: all solids, all standard colors. The next day, I decided to jazz things up a bit. So I wore a printed spring-ish wrap dress over a ribbed turtleneck, paired with my sheepskins boots. Yes, it was sketchy at best, but I figured it was Friday so anything could pass, right? It was bad news. And I need to invest in a full-length mirror. No, I didn’t pull it off, disappointingly.

So this weekend, Bubbey decided it was time to go shopping. We hit all the big stores on Saturday: Zara, MNG, Old Navy, BR, Gap, American Eagle, J. Crew, Ann Taylor. The result? One purchase. A dress from Ann Taylor. A pretty dress but it’s too big and John says it looks maternity. Ugh.