Dee goes goth.
This is actually quite an old picture, taken at least a month ago now, possibly more. Meghan might remember talking to me as I was getting ready for this outing, about how I was wearing a hat with a veil, and going as a sort of 1930s widow. The hat was definitely the highlight. It was J^e's, and she put the veil on for me as well, since I am absolutely hopeless with a needle.

I really adored this outfit, actually. I felt good in it, and enjoyed being out in it, even if it did involve shoes with a good four inches of heels that made walking all the way home quite an effort. Best part was the reaction I got from one guy: "I hear the funeral service was lovely." How could I not grin?