Working at a private school for the past 2 years allowed me to meet so many great people. So many new friends. I met up with one of them today. Rachel. And she could not be any lovelier. The sweet girl gives me kudos for my outfits each time I see her. She always makes me feel like a style guru (Oh wait. I'm not already one of those?). Anyways. I had a bunch of clothes ready to be given away. And I feel toward my clothes as most people feel toward fine pieces of art, the family dog, their child....You get the idea? I very much liked the idea of finding them good, loving homes to go to. Where there would be promises of being worn often enough to see the inside of a washing machine. A skirt can only dream. Anyways. Rachel was more than happy to oblige. And be that loving, caring home my clothing deserves. OK. This is getting a bit weird.
It was a successful day all around. Rachel got a pile of new (to her) clothes. I got to live the dream and play pretend stylist for a couple hours. And then I came home and had an excuse to use my free trial of Microsoft Publisher. Which I love. And now Rachel gets her own personal look book!
This is only one page. Of five. Because it's just too much fun. Yes, it's Friday night. No, I would not rather be doing something else. What possibly could be your point?
Thanks to Rachel for being my style guinea pig!