As I was getting ready for work Tuesday morning, H shouted, "Come downstairs! And bring the camera!" So I obliged. I was not sure what to expect. One time some middle-aged people parked their car by our house and then proceeded to totally make out in the car. I hoped it was not something along those lines.
I got to the kitchen, where H was staring out the window, and saw this.
We always used to have bunnies in our yard growing up, and they would drive my mom crazy by eating all her flowers, no matter what she tried to deter them. We don't really have any flowers, so I didn't mind seeing the bunny, though I was not quite as excited as H.
Since I have turned this into a fashion blog, what do you think of this jacket?
The only reason I own the jacket is that one day last summer when I was wearing a short sleeved cardigan and capris at work, I found out that I had to go to a board meeting in 30 minutes. So I speedwalked to Ann Taylor (which is very close to my office) and bought the only jacket in my size in the clearance section that kind of matched my capris. I had the salesperson cut off the tags, and I wore it back to the office, with 10 minutes to spare. I still wear the jacket from time to time because I need to get my $50 worth.
I think it is kind of an old lady jacket, but I get compliments on it whenever I wear it. What do you think? I am not fishing for compliments here. If it is ugly, please tell me.
I am behind on my blog commenting, but I will try to catch up tomorrow before I go out of town. In case you were worried.