A couple weeks ago I took a break from work to take a walk outside. As I roamed down Broadway, I glanced at my reflection in a store window. I was instantly reminded of my outfit, which I had nearly forgotten was a little odd. I was wearing an oversize H&M shirt as a dress, an admittedly absurd long [faux] fur vest with black beaded trim, a thick black headband worn Axl Rose-style, ripped sheer tights, and colorful cocktail rings that added several pounds. I was going for a Mary-Kate Olsen look, but still wondered how people viewed me.
