There's pink highlighter in my salad.

Don't get me wrong, I love a good knit. But this itsy bitsy skirt and top, just don't seem to fit.

There is just too much going on here.

Free the models

FP presents us with a plaid jumpsuit.

Is this a teletubby farmer costume?

I'm sorry but America isn't this free.

Is this like a Noxzema Commercial or what?

The "Clueless" crew came and went. Please run after it in your open toe sandals.

Even Alicia would rather be naked nowadays than relive this high school moment.

Backless: A sure sign of a sweaty mess

There's a story to this one.

Normally coming across a creature like this would luckily provide me with a quality blog and a personal momentary chuckle. However, I was quickly made aware that this little lady not only was adorned in this backless piece of fabric, but she actually had her slightly older and somewhat overweight boss deliver more of these frontal wardrobe squares. She in fact had a bag of them outside the restaurant.

This time I hit a goldmine. And I don't mean her sugardaddy.

More than willing to partake in the routine bathroom photoshoot we suggested, we all cliqued and concluded the restroom session with some hip shaking.

I slept well that night.

Fit Right in My Skinny Jeans

Talk about mom jeans... it's amazing what you can squeeze into these babies.

#mylegs

#myback

Don't let this be you.

Slippin it in.

I think I have your
sandals

I made them with athletic tape and colored them in with my little brother's magic marker.

A weekend at the Cape

I came upon this Shedevil in Whole Foods.

She certainly wasn't wearing Prada.