But All I See is Red, Red, Red

It's Saturday night and I'm at home, having a glass of wine, and blogging. I know, I live on the edge. But Aaron and I have had something going on every weekend for the past who-knows-how-long and tonight I'm taking a little break. Plus, I had to get up at 6:30 this morning to help with Aaron's dad's garage sale so I may be crashing soon. Needless to say, this is the first opportunity I've had to get yesterday's outfit pictures posted. 

And I didn't notice this when I bought this sweater, but the sleeves are an odd length. Either a, I have long monkey arms, b, the sweater's sleeves shrank in the wash (nothing else--just sleeves) or c, they're supposed to be that length and for $10 I didn't notice (or care). But if I scrunch them up, they're 3/4 sleeves and I guess I'm okay with that. Okay, I'll stop boring you now with my sweater sleeve stories. Well, since it's Saturday night and all I have to talk about are sweater sleeves, I'd better let this post come to an end. Happy weekend everyone! Here's to wine and cheap sweaters.

Don't forget to enter my giveaway--it ends on Monday.

Odd sleeve-length sweater: Gap, thrifted from Clothes Mentor; jeans: Old Navy; shoes: Merona, Target (they're getting really dirty--any suede cleaning tips? I should have weather-protected them!)


Song: Red, Red, Red by Fiona Apple

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