Durrr

Sometimes I think I shouldn’t be allowed out of the house. Really.

I wore my date top to work today, with tan trousers and black pumps. One of the “features” of this top is that it has a zipper in the side. It’s one of those mystery zippers that doesn’t go all the way up or down the side — it’s just an opening. I don’t really need to unzip it to get the top on or off, but when I took it off after last wearing it, I unzipped it anyway. But I didn’t remember that this morning when I put it on. I spent the first half of my day today with a 12″ opening in the side of my shirt. I didn’t notice any kind of breeziness going on, but I did think it felt a little looser… I am such a big dork.

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