It's that time of year again. The wonderful time when I get to play near-daily rounds of "Is this a cold that I have, or allergies?" (insert Jessica Simpson joke here). I've compared symptoms. I took a quiz online (results were inconclusive). I let WebMD convince me that I most definitely need a lobotomy.
… and then I put on this outfit.
At first glance, it just looks like a relatively comfy, cozy, casual outfit, which I thought fit the bill for a 12-hour work day.
And then I put my hand into my sweater pocket. My fingers curled around two small round objects wrapped in paper. I pulled them out.
They were cough drops!
I think I may have just invented the first ever "Smart Wardrobe" (patent pending). This outfit knew exactly what I needed and gave it to me! How's that?