I ended up wearing that outfit. Nothing else was ironed and I don't have nice summer clothes anyway. Now, if it was winter, I'm golden and have a dozen sweaters to choose from. But not summer. Sigh

I dont know why I fuss about my clothes. Yesterday's shower was an interesting array of 80's fashions. My brother, his wife, my mom, and I were the ONLY people in there that were not wearing cut off jeans or biker shorts. I SWEAR... BIKER SHORTS. You know, those lycra skin tight things from the 80's? Well I think it was a convention for the mullet and biker short fans of America. Not only that, but I saw one too many sports bra under sleeveless tees with big arm holes for my taste. It was a baby shower for Pete's sake! Dress up for just a few hours! Oh, and the mom-to-be? She's 16 and showed up in a tube top that was NOT a maternity top and "Daisy Duke" shorts... she's 8 month pregnant. I swear, I was looking for the Big Guy going by the name Tiny and wearing greasy overalls without a shirt (I'm sure if I waited long enough one would have appreared)

Why do I worry about looking appropriate? When I worried about last week's appointment with the college president? Well, she had her toe painted flourescent orange and had on platform heels that, no kidding had rainbow colored soles.