This past weekend I attended a French-themed dinner party hosted by a friend, who spent a full day in the kitchen preparing the most delicious beef bourguignon, slicing chesses, arranging wines, etc. It was truly something to behold. I only had about 10 minutes to pull together a theme-appropriate outfit, which later elicited a "This is a French party, not a hipster party. And what's on your lips?" reaction from the significant other. Le sigh. Les hommes ne savent rien. These glasses are legit though, people. I'm a hazardous, clumsy ball of just-about-legally-blind without corrective lenses.
Scarf: Banana Republic (old)
Jeans: Gap 1969 skinnies
Shoes: Target (old)
Bag: Nine West via Ross
Thank you for reading, and I won't subject you to this shirt again for a while!