I wanted to title this post “Working Girl” and then I remembered that, in the American lexicon at least, working girl means something completely different. And, like V.D., it has a rather unsavory meaning. Why does ‘working man’ mean a blue-collar physical laborer and ‘working girl’ mean a hooker? Like that’s the only work a girl, or a woman, is good for? Seriously, that’s some BS right there.
But, let me climb down from my soap box and we’ll talk about my outfit. This outfit:
It got very cold (though thankfully clear) here in
last night and today, so layers were in order. I layered my chambray tunic (Old Navy) over a long-sleeve tee (Old Navy) and layered a pleated, plaid skirt (vintage, thrifted) over blue tights (DKNY). I added wool socks and my trusty riding boots (Born “Sosie” via Nordstrom). I was actually still cold but there is really no way of getting around that when you ride your bike in the middle of winter. Oregon
Happy Wednesday, Everyone!