What I wear on dates that don't happen.

 

 

 

Dress: Jacob

Sweater: Talulah Babaton (Aritzia)

Purse: Vera Pell

Flats: Aldo

Thursday evening I had planned on meeting a sophisticated kind of fellow at The Bacchus Lounge for a date, but had to cancel because I simply felt like shit. I'm not particularly charming when I have to blow my nose every 3 minutes and my voice sounds more frog than human. I had the best intentions though when I picked my Italy themed outfit in honor of our Roman God themed bar. My purse is from Florence and my dress reminds me of Italy's flag. 

Since I went to the trouble of showering and getting dolled up I figured I might as well make a blog post of it. Thanks Alex, my lovely new photographer, for humoring me once again :P