Closet Confection: Eighties Baby

When: Originally worn on Friday, January 7th, 2010 (but the pics were taken on Sunday, the 9th)

Where: Work (for like 30 minutes before I got super sick and had to go back home)

What: sweater ($10 No Relation Vintage), corduroys ($20 Uniqlo), belt ($20 Michael Kors via TJ Maxx), shoes (Chanel via eBay), sunglasses (Forever 21), necklace (H&M)

After spending 2 days at home in bed with the flu, I got cabin fever and decided to venture into the office last Friday. Big mistake! I was really in no shape to leave the house. But being the stubborn woman that I am, I decided to give it a go anyway.  Interspersed within today’s outfit pics is a play-by-play of how my morning went.

• 6:15am  My alarm clock goes off, and I wake up to find that I’m dripping in sweat even though the bedroom is a comfortable 70 degrees.
• 6:30am  Still groggy from the NyQuil I took the night before, I finally manage to stumble out of bed to get showered and ready.
• 7:15am  I lamely attempt to apply makeup to coverup a red, chafed nose and dark under-eye circles.  After deciding I look even worse, I proceed to wash off the makeup and just go au naturel
• 7:25am  I should really leave now to catch the 7:30 bus, but I can’t find my keys.

• 7:32am  I still can’t find my keys, and I look outside my window just in time to catch a glimpse of the 7:30 bus pulling away.
• 7:38am  With no keys in sight, I decide to leave without them and hopefully catch the 7:40 bus.  Only after the door clicks shut behind me, do I realize that my wallet is inside the apartment.
• 7:39am  In denial that this could really be happening, I dump all of the contents of my purse onto the hallway floor and frantically dig through them, hoping to find my wallet.
• 7:41am  Slightly dizzy from sinus pressure, I give up and resign myself to the fact that I will have to survive on $3 all day. I also cry a little inside.

• 7:42am  I get outside just in time to see the 7:40 bus pull off.  I mumble a few not-so-ladylike phrases under my breath and struggle to breathe out of one nostril.
• 7:50am  I get on the super duper late bus.
• 7:52am  The woman next to me moves to another seat, but not before giving me a dirty look as I sneeze uncontrollably.
• 7:56am  I get to the subway station and pray that by some miracle I can actually get a seat on the train…

• 7:59am  The train arrives, and the only open seat is next to a homeless man.  I decide he needs his space and attempt to sleep while standing.
• 8:45am  I arrive at work 15 minutes late with a purse full of used tissues.
• 9:35am  After sneezing my way through our morning meeting, my head is pounding and my co-workers are keeping their distance from me like I have the plague.  I can’t really blame them, so I decide to just go home and beg my doorman to let me into my apartment without charging me the $20 lock-out fee.
• 11:00am  I am back in bed… where I should have stayed in the first place.