Flavored Fur

When I cut my hair, I immediately rejoiced in the thought that the days of getting hair in my soup, spaghetti, and other plates of food were over. Why learn good table manners when you can just chop your hair off, right?

Today, however, as I finished up my Greek salad at lunch, I noticed a large enormous hunk of feta cheese embedded in my faux fur vest, near the area under my arm. Besides the obvious questions of "How did it get so stuck in the fur?" and "How did it land under my arm?" -- to which I still do not have answers -- I realized I was still getting food stuck in hair. It's just that this time, it's not my own. Am I allowed to consider that progress?

What I'm Wearing

Pilcro and the Letter Press Top (Anthropologie)

Faux Fur Vest (Old Navy)

LC Lauren Conrad Navy Twill Pants (Kohl's)

Brown Ankle Boots (Old Navy)

Pashmina Scarf (Gift, purchased from a street vendor in NYC)

Gold Michael Kors Runway Watch (Macy's)

Essie Nail Polish in "Glamour Purse"