In a Black Hat, Mad About Plaid, no Funk in My Monks

In a Black Hat, Mad About Plaid, no Funk in My Monks

It’s been a while since I’ve made an outfit post. With the corona still very much out there and my recent sideways growth, dressing up has been less than appealing. I find myself going shopping for coffee and bread in the same comfortable, still fitting sweatpants that I’ve slept in the previous night. I really needed to get out of this funk and put on some heels. So I did.

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