Isn’t It Ironic, Don’t You Think?

As irony would have it, I’m moving to what USA Today called the worst-dressed town in America in 1988. Today, I begin a cross-country journey to Durango, Colorado, for new adventure and a new career hopefully. (FYI, I’m currently seeking freelance and/or work-from-home opportunities!!) Considering my strong feelings about poor fashion choices, it’s rather comical I’m moving to a place where socks and sandals are de rigueur, Western wear is trending and Patagonia, North Face and Burton are the unofficial uniforms.

All that being said, I suppose I can’t really get upset considering I am moving to a place where everyday is a postcard, downtown Main Street does have some cute boutiques and, well, these Burton pants are pretty great!

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However, I do lament that all my great winter heels may have to stay shelved more often than not. And, I am embarking on a work-from-home career, so I may bring business casual to an all time low. Stay tuned …..

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