It's hard to find cute outfits that are Starbucks dresscode appropriate, but I've been trying. Today I'd layered on plenty of all blacks.

Upon getting home early afternoon, I started cleaning. I took off the black boots when I walked in. 20 minutes later, I lost the long black vest. A half an hour later I ran out to the car and suddenly became aware of what I was wearing. Pretty much, I'm Jo in Funny Face... only with slippers. (What I like to call me "old man slippers" because I had my first pair when I was a little girl and loved them because they looked like my dads. About 6 pairs later, and I continue to love them for their connotation of an older gentleman in smoking jacket quiet in his study. Other's like to call them "mocasins," mostly just to upset me.)

I don't ever mind feeling like Audrey. ;) Especially when it's a quarky book nerd. (But if Kris happens to stop by, I know I'm in for a look.)