The Club

My first full week of work made me realize that I still dress like a girl who just graduated from college. A ribbed tank may have snuck into my outfit on a desperate Friday, around the same time I discovered that while I own piles and piles of jeans and casual tees/tanks, they will do me no good at the magazine. So we decided to cool things down for a bit. There were tears involved, as well as promises to visit on the weekends. I love you, jeans and tees. I'm your girl!

However.

I got over the separation pretty quickly when my mother and I went to Club Monaco. Hello pale lace, swingy silk pleated skirts, soft tanks, and one stellar embellished-tee-that-is-completely-work-appropriate-I-promise (I couldn't go cold turkey). I adore the fall lookbook, which is all warm neutrals in wispy fabrics and retro, ladylike silhouettes. And with a student discount (cough cough cough cough cough maybe I chalked my student ID cough cough), I can't go wrong. How was your weekend?