You see Matt and I foolishly fell in love with a house. A house with so much potential and so much more character than we ever thought we could afford. Think old wood trim, crazy staircases, front porch... and in need of emergency exterior work and really ugly (I kid you not...) kitchen and bathrooms. All the original stuff is great but the updates make no sense. This house needed some foolish young couple to sign up for all the work that needs to be done to bring this house back to the glory days. Some other people thought they were foolish enough to invest as well and so we had to rush an offer in and then drink to calm the nerves and wait for news. And yes!... conditionally it's ours. Conditionally... I have to hesitate on bringing out the pinata. So, that's why we have been and still are real busy. I have seen our real estate agent so much this week I have started cooking him dinner (a lie! as Matt hardly gets regularly made meals...)...
Skirt? Liz Claiborne, thrifted
Scarf? gifted h&m (originally tied around the neck but it gets hot talking finances...)
I decided to dress up to see our mortgage lady at the bank. I wore a thrifted skirt because nothing says fiscally responsible like some $6 Liz Claiborne.