Moar shoes

Sandals, technically. They're getting old, but I love them, and refuse to throw them away until I have to. (I am sensing a theme here. It will be repeated. Often. I realize this may be why I have so many shoes...) Target, I think.



You also get a bonus (?) shot of the skirt I wore today, because people seem to love it so much. Really. Whenever I wear it, at least one person tells me how much they love it. Plus the first time I wore it, senior year in high school (yes, it's that old), was when I heard I'd got the lead in the school play, so it's got positive associations! My thesis adviser, one of the people who told me she liked my skirt today, also told me that she'll miss me when I graduate because she always likes to see what I'll wear to class!



I'm pretty sure this means I can never wear sweatpants to her class now. Or a t-shirt and jeans, for that matter. :)