Watch me, bitch.
I had business to do at the bank today. There was a back-and-forth with my bf and I about appropriate bank wear. He asked if I could wear anything else. “Like what? These are my clothes!” He asked if I have a longer skirt. Well yeah but there’s nothing wrong with this one.
To be fair, I asked him (years ago) to let me know if I ever looked like trash or really bad before leaving the house. But I don’t think this counts. Even if the the bottom layer of this skirt has a giant tear in it.
Top, Skirt, Legs: Heavy Red
Purse, Necklace, Bracelet (if I had remembered): Heavy Red
Boots: Iron Fist
Nailpolish: OPI, I think?