If you haven't noticed already, I love very simple outfits. Most of the time, my outfits consist of only about 3 pieces. Layering is cute and I love how all kinds of different textures can be mixed together and blah blah blah. But sometimes, now correct me if I'm wrong, but sometimes, while trying to put together a layering look you end up looking like the little brother from A Christmas Story running down the street like a giant heap of walking laundry. I happen to know, that heap of walking laundry was me this morning before I took off like two layers. What's left was an LBD and some sneakers.