Truth hurts


You know that saying, “The best mirror is an old friend”? Well, I’m here to tell you it’s the truth. Because when I first wore this bomber jacket last Fall, my girlfriends ridiculed me to no end. I got everything from “You look like you should be serving sushi” to “Did you just leave the boxing ring?” to “Hi Mr. Miyagi.” Since there is nothing I like more than a good, honest opinion, my night was made.  And well, they did have a point. That night I wore this jacket with distressed denim, a white tee and sneakers. This time I opted for the skirt/sneaker option (…wonder if those gals like it any better now? Hmm…)

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