"Teach me to be more adaptive!"

Today's lesson: do not make jambalaya in your class clothes. If you do, you will inevitably splatter vegetable oil all over your new skirt, because that is the way that the universe works (this is why we cannot have nice things, coincidentally).

I was able to salvage the skirt, thanks to the saintly folks at WikiHow, but my pride remains wounded. I once had a boyfriend whose mother refused to wear aprons because they were purportedly a tool of the patriarchy, but now I feel that I truly understand their value.

Top: H&M
Skirt: Banana Republic
Belt: Forever 21
Shoes: Forever 21
Necklace: Forever 21 (probably?)
Ring: Vintage

Nails: Sinful Colors "Verbena" and OPI "Pamplona Purple"

I am still learning ~*appropriate fashion blogger hand placement*~ so that I don't look like an ape, obviously.

Thanks for taking these photos and making me your forest nymph, Jill.

I had planned for a cutesy rain photoshoot, but by the time we got outside, the sun was peeking out. Today was truly a day of flexibility—between the jambalaya fiasco, listening to tales of dynamic research questions in seminar, and consulting with my first client ever at the campus writing center. I struggled with the consultation at first: without revealing too many details, this client had a range of difficulties facing him as he attempted to compose his paper. I found it difficult to prescribe specific solutions to the issues that he was struggling with, so instead I highlighted the strengths that were already present. I offered praise and encouragement. I expanded upon the good parts. 

I did what I knew best—and what I could with what I was given. Sometimes that is all that you can do. Sometimes you can just scrub your skirt with a little dish soap and hope that the rest will come out in the wash.

PS: I am watching one of my favorite concert recordings as I blog, hence the title. Name that musical?!