Another week, another bunch of outfits.
A little better this time.
But when she said, “I admit that I’m a little messed up, but I can hide it when I’m all dressed up.” I felt that.
New shoes always warrants an outing.
Switching things up.
There goes another year.
Another week, another set of outfits.
A solo afternoon.
A little show and tell about my favourite sneakers.