Husband wouldn’t let me wear my actual birthday suit out of the house this morning. He’s so old fashioned. But he made me breakfast in bed, so I acquiesced and wore this instead. Blousey tunic plus stretchy thick black tights to hide all of my birthday indiscretions (namely, chocolate cake from the girls at the shop and a big dinner at one of my favorite spots in town tonight).
So, do I look older? [Hint: this is a test of our bloggy friendship, so choose your answers carefully…]
Wearing: Ya tunic (m.marie), cheap black tights, NY&Co skinny snakeskin belt, Candie’s boots