First of all, I do not use the word blouse. And this one isn’t quite tight or revealing enough for Peg Bundy. But every time I look at it, that’s all I can think. Please note that IT HAS FLUTTERY SLEEVES AND AN ELASTIC WAISTBAND AND IT’S PYTHON PRINT AND I JUST PULLED IT OUT OF MY CLOSET.

I honestly cannot even begin to tell you what ever made me purchase this thing. Where did I picture myself wearing it? Certainly not to “work,” because that would involve changing out of my workout clothes like that’s gonna happen. Shopping? On a date with my hubby? To lunch with a girlfriend? Why would I want to look like a giant, fluttery python doing any of those things? 

There just aren’t words.

Well, maybe one.


I think that about sums it up.