We went to the Popover Cafe, and then shopped for six hours. The woman is a seriously bad influence on me. I wish she lived here. I'd get in that trouble every day.
I managed to buy a totally sexy, fun black dress. Because I don't have enough black dresses. Now I just need to invent an excuse to wear it.
Next, we moved on to purses. And we both got the same one:
Fluffy? Check. Purple? Check. Impractical? Check.
I absolutely love it.
Then, shoes. I needed grey shoes to wear with my interview outfit today. For Liz, who requests both front and side views of my shoes:
and, now for the dramatic height of the shoes:
If I get this job, I'm crediting these shoes. Obviously.
(There was more shopping done, but, um, I think that this is enough blow-by-blow. Do I even have male readers anymore?)