Not Your Mother's Blouse

Sometimes in life it’s important to give things a chance. Like for example ,street fests or a blouse. I’m not a fan of the blouse. The word itself conjures up images in my head of polyester, faux mother of pearl buttons, and frizzy hair. But, I practice what I preach, so when I saw this top hanging ever so neatly on the rack I figured I would give it a shot. But I did it my way. My philosophy is that anything looks better with denim shorts, so instead of pairing my “blouse” with boring jeans or traditional black pants, I wore it my way. Keep an open mind. It’s Friday.