Wednesday, January 21, 2009
..or is it AN historic day. I don't know. I slept through English class (sorry Mr. Harris).
But as you all know, yesterday was historic. It was the day that will forever be known as the day when it was ok to wear a completely inappropriate pair of boots to your husband's inauguration as vice president.
I'm sorry, Jill Biden, but WHAD UP WIT DAT? Whether or not you have the body/personality to carry it off is beside the point. I just don't feel like a look that says, "Yeah, I've got like an inaugeration thingy for a little bit but then I'd be TOTALLY up for some clubbin' " is appropriate.
Our house was built in the sixties. There has only been one owner besides us. When we moved in, they had left some very expensive, very sixties drapes. We trashed them. I felt bad about until yesterday when I realized that Michelle Obama had found them and used them to make a dress:
And before you get on your high horse thinking, "OMG, Emily is SO partisan," please know that I kind of liked Michelle's inaugural ball gown.
Here's to four years of questionable fashion.
That's right. I said four.