
So, with this new found freedom coursing through my veins, I obviously expected to find zip, zilch. That would just be toooo easy, right? Well ha! For once, I won. I found this pretty little dress (actually, it was once considerably less little, and being sans sewing machine, I was forced to just hack it off a few minutes before rushing out the door... just don't look too closely) and,

these shoes which, yes, tore my feet to all hell within the first 15 minutes of stumbling around between the subway and the South Street Sea Port. I'm sorry I don't have a picture of me wearing all this. So maybe I was too busy getting down to some serious talk of Gem Sweaters. So sue me.