Ooh, ooh, ooh, pick me

PBN is having a contest today as a part of the launch of a new book about style. It looks like a purty book. It would sure look purty in the new bag I would get to pick out if I win the drawing. That's all I would be able to do with such a book right now... carry it around in my bag. Read another book right now, are you kidding? My "style" right now is, shall we say, largely a factor of how quickly I can just grab it from the closet and put it on already. The outfit calling out most loudly to be worn is simply the one closest to the front of my closet.

I never got a chance to do any (ANY!) back to school clothes shopping this year. On the bright side, I'm 7 months postnatal and can wear all my old clothes! On the shadowy side, they're all old.

Especially this crate of summer shoes. The ones in the bottom? Haven't seen the sun in two, maybe three years. Yes, they are the items in my closet that most desperately need to be donated. To the garbage chute.

Adios, brown shoes. Maybe for real this time.