not so red hot....

{dress: forever 21, espadrilles -tommy via tj maxx, bag: banana republic, sunglasses: RayBan, pearl earrings and bracelet: gift from mil}

I decided to kick my integrity aside and worked this short, silky red number. It did not help -what-so-ever, wah wah. I stopped by one place and stood there for five whole minutes; made eye contact with at least six employees; and not one single person acknowledged my presence. It was humiliating and insulting and a real ego kick. Ouch, folks ouch.

To add insult to injury I made dinner, took one bite -then threw it in the trash can. The score goes: Sunchokes: 1, Molly: 0.

The hubs saved the day and whisked me off for a night out.

What a guy.

better luck next time,

mc