(Borrowed shirt/Paris Hilton Heels/JCP cargoes/Thrifted clutch/Random necklace)
If you are "fast" and from the South then you know what being "out of pocket" means. My grandmother would always say that when somebody was "running" the streets instead of at home.
(She preferred that I was in a prayer closet somewhere).
I was out of pocket.
I pieced together an ensemble based on what's laying in my trunk or what was lingering in the Mr's house. Hence...the reason I snuck his shirt...again.
P.S...does this look familiar?
Shanda strikes again!
It's my mother in law's train case!
Shanda...Thank you! I love it so!
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