The Belt(way)

So my brown belt broke last night, thus rendering me brown-beltless. This, in turn, rendered me brown-shoeless, for, as we all know, one musn't wear brown shoes with a black belt. This morning, faced with the reality of laundry-based fashion limitations, I had to make a decision: no belt, or brown shoes with a black belt.

Ouch.

Fortunately, dear readers, I found a "loop hole," so to speak. I rocked out the brown shoes, black belt, AND - here's the best part - a sweater over my buttondown, which coincidentally masked my belt. Fashion faux pas averted. Whew! Funny little story, huh?

This morning's emergency was made all the more comical by a coworker who suffered through a similar predicament ...