Literally, there’s an element from each of the last four looks I’ve posted in this. Except for the bizarre necklace purchased from the now-defunct Girlshop and the $10 in my pocket I used to buy Rob and myself Hoegaardens at the Local. More high-necked blouse layering weirdness! I think it must be all the Depeche Mode I’ve been listening to lately; it makes me moody.
If I had a nickel for every time I’ve seen Rob squeezing a lemon into a beer. If we did some statistical regression analysis of our consumption of beers per week over the years we’ve known each other, I’m sure our citrus intake would be staggering.
Layer me timbers!