As I type this, I'm practically without a voice -- somewhere between Friday and Saturday it gave up on me, leaving me with a squeaky, prepubescent boy in it's place. (Figuratively, not literally, I'm no babysitter, guys.)
On one hand, that means very little or no conference calls for me today. On the other, I have to whisper/squeak everywhere I go. Or carry a note pad with me and try this out.
Cape: Tan wool cape, Zara Dress: Sweater dress, JNBY Tights: Target Boots: Suede over the knee boots, Topshop