Me: "Does this look OK? Like, is it work appropriate? I feel like I look like I'm going to a picnic."
Drew: "You don't look like you are going to a picnic. You look nice."
This morning:
Me: "Do I look like I'm going to milk a cow? I feel like this is a very milk-maid outfit."
Drew: (chuckles) "Yeah, kinda. What's up with your wardrobe this week? Yesterday you were wearing that picnic table shirt."
Me: "I'm branching out. And a) It was Wednesday, not yesterday; b) it was the skirt that looks like a picnic blanket, not the shirt; and c) you told me my outfit didn't look like I was going to a picnic!"
In retrospect, I have been channeling my inner country self this week. Country girl can survive. BG represent.
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