When I get dressed for work in the morning, my goals are usually to be comfortable and look professional and pulled-together. I'm usually not aiming to look pretty or stylish. I just don't care that much and I'm not there to look cute.
However, even with my low bar, today I am a fashion disaster. The neckline of my new blouse keeps dipping below the neckline of the camisole that's supposed to be hidden under it. After a two-hour board meeting, I discovered that a long sticker displaying the size was still stuck to the front. My new skirt shrank in the wash so that the outer layer is now shorter than the lining, and I indulged in some magical thinking that maybe it would stretch out with wear and that this time, it wouldn't turn into a giant mass of wrinkles as soon as I sat down. Also, it was so hot and humid in our house this morning that I couldn't stand the thought of wearing makeup.
At least my shoes match, and I don't have any more meetings today.