But I ended up a loser.
I bought the cutest of dresses. Very Gwen Stefani a la 'don't speak'
|I am holding my favorite imaginary microphone and miming|
It's a few gold buttons shy of a cocktail dress! Three to be exact. One in between the two you see - one above the highest one - and one on the sleeve.
Lost buttons! I'm sure they can be found in the same place as all those missing socks from the dryer.
Of course I wore it to work anyways - I spend my day as a work hermit locked in a dark office detached from human contact. Buttonless polka dots are still better than pajama pants.
I learned never to buy an article of clothing from a department store without thoroughly doing a button inspection.