This weekend, my former co-worker was traveling from NYC to D.C. when she spotted a faux pas so vile that she felt the need to share it with me. I opened the message happy to hear from my friend, until the photo below seared my retinas and caused me to shudder. No lie, I shuddered.
Caption: Two Vera bags, sequin Uggs and she’s wearing shorts, it’s like your worst nightmare.
No, in my nightmares, I’m usually wearing nude hose and white sneakers, but I digress. Even for traveling attire, this is pretty awful. And while I can’t believe that I’m about to say this, the most horrifying part for me is that her Vera bags neither match nor coordinate (a part of me just died.) raising this faux pas above a single indiscretion into the I-Have-No-Taste-Please-Help-Me category.
If some of you are wondering why this outfit is so bad or thinking that being on a plane/train is justification for these ills, then you should probably slink quietly out the back door and never darken the doorway of this blog again. Remember kids, friends don’t let friends carry Vera.