Conversation #106: Challenge

Conversation #106: Challenge - Sunday Shoes

So I skipped out on another day this week. I didn't participate in wear something on your head. I had a meeting yesterday and didn't think a scarf, hat, or flower pin was meeting appropriate. I thought about a headband, but they kind of hurt with glasses. Oh well. I did participate in Sunday shoes yesterday instead! I love how heels look, but I don't always like how they feel so I don't wear them too often. I love the shoes I chose for this challenge, but if I had to be on my feet all day they would be a no go.

Outfit Breakdown
Tank: Coldwater Creek, $10
Sweater/Cardigan: Lands' End Canvas, gift
Jeans: Gap, $20
Shoes: Talbots, $30
Necklace: Forever 21, $5

So the first picture is how I normally look at work - wearing a sweater when it is 105 outside because it is FREEZING inside. I also tried to take a couple of pics of my shoes since they were the reason for the outfit. This outfit is pretty simple, but I like. I also love my mustard sandals. Hope y'all are having a great Labor Day weekend. Don't forget to check out the other Sunday Shoes here.

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