On Saturday we found ourselves in Muncie (you know, that town they make fun of on Parks & Recreation, the greatest show ever). I didn’t really want to be there, but I had important lawyer things to do. Or something. Actually, if I were really an important lawyer, I wouldn’t have been staying in a Days Inn that hadn’t been remodeled since 1992.
But we made the best of it. After bidding adieu to the butterfly wallpaper (yes, really), we hit up a local farmers’ market and a winery. At that point, we figured we had seen the best Muncie had to offer, so we headed home and then went out with friends to celebrate someone’s completed Bar Exam and upcoming birthday. Oh, right, that someone is me!
This is what I wore for my strange but eventful day. I wore the same top and skirt in Muncie, then amped it up with pumps and a fancy clutch for the evening back in Indy. Had I stayed in Muncie for a night out, I probably could’ve gotten fancy (or, in this case, funcie) by adding a scrunchie. Ooooh, snap! If you’re a Muncie native, I’m just kidding. Mostly.
Shirt // similar Skirt (on sale) // similar Shoes (on sale) // similar Clutch // Bracelet* // similar Sunglasses (on sale) // Lips “Orange de Chine”
*Bracelet provided courtesy of Dainty Wrist Jewelry.
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This week I had my character and fitness interview. If you’re not familiar with the concept, it’s when a wannabe lawyer meets with a real lawyer so the real lawyer can make sure the wannabe lawyer isn’t a complete nut job. If the wannabe lawyer is deemed to be a nut job, she isn’t allowed to take the Bar Exam, and everything she’s worked for for the past 3+ years was a complete waste of time and money. But no pressure or anything.
Luckily, I was deemed fit, so onward to test day I go!
similar Dress (under $25) // Shoes (on sale) // similar Bag (on sale) // Bracelet
If you’ve learned anything about me from reading this blog, it’s that I love stripes, I love bows, and I love shoes. So when I see a pair of fabulous striped pumps with bows on the back, it’s a no-brainer. They obviously should belong to me. They might as well have my name written on them. In fact, I might write my name on them. Just to make sure no one takes them. It’s a matter of national security. Maybe I’ll call Hillary Clinton and ask her how she protects her shoes.
Speaking of Hillary, I decided (as the unofficial advisor to her hypothetical campaign) if she runs for president in 2016, Beyonce should travel with her everywhere singing “Who run the world? GIRLS.” There, now you’ve learned yet another thing about me: I am an excellent political strategist.
Skirt (on clearance) // similar Shoes (these are from DSW but aren’t available online) // similar Necklace