For the last few weeks, I have been conducting a highly scientific experiment. Anytime Jason compliments a non-Sunday outfit I take a picture of it. I have completed analyzing the data, and the results are fascinating.
Apparently, Jason really likes my most unfashionable outfits. Anytime I'm dressed comfortably to face inclement weather that seems to be a win in his book.
Today he said to me, "You've had probably a hundred great outfits in a row. Ever since you stopped that fashion blog, you started dressing cute all the time."
In case you are wondering what Jason's definition of cute is, please see above. And if I've had a hundred successes in a row... Obviously, I look like a train wreck all the time.