Today I am wearing one of the many bizarre duds I've picked up at a flea market over the past few years.
But this one is kind of just really ugly: this weird sequined top/t-shirt/blouse type thing that looks as though it was made by a 10 year old on acid or something. Or maybe a 90 year old grandma with a penchant for swirls and also acid. Or something.
I'm experiencing some regrets right about now. Eh, it's Friday. And the shirt only cost me $5 so it's already exceeded its worth I suppose.