I did have an appointment with the girl who we are making a grad dress for, and at the risk of sounding vulgar, she's got a bangin' body. Quite the rack, etc. And of course, we're making her kind of a skimpy, drapey dress, and I had to manhandle the bejeezus of of her breasts to wrangle them into the dress. I felt a little bit bad, but I figure if I just act like I don't care, which I seriously don't, maybe she won't be self-conscious. We just kept on chatting about where she's going to school next year.
Sorry I didn't get a great picture of the shoes. Mary got them for me at a thrift store ages ago and they are so hot. I didn't really wear them at work, I just wore black flats, but I really like nude and black together, so I teetered around in them long enough to take the pictures.