This morning I was able to dress like a real person and go to a real agency to talk business with creative professionals, and: Good Stuff. (I was trying to show you my outfit by standing on the couch and catching my reflection in the mirror. It didn’t work out the way I planned. So I ran to a man who said he can understand… Long black shirt. Dark jeans. Silver Birkenstocks. Jewelry.)
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Sounds like a mighty, nice outfit. Is it weird when I think of Berkinstocks I think of you?
I’m toying with buying some clogs … but will I be able to walk in them is the burning question.
Hope you meeting went well. xx
I LOVE your mirror! (Gingermog, I always imagine that if I got birken-clogs I would kick them off, like one of those crazy high kicking Rockefeller Center women, but with shoes flying everywhere.)
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