Blah, blah, blah.
That's my wardrobe for you. Safe and boring. I have good reason though. I have tried to up my style and experiment with layers but once I wore this cute, scoop neck vest over a white button down poplin shirt and the office pervert told me I looked like a bar wench and the way he said it with this twinkle in his eye made me realize that while he was complimenting my figure, or at least the way the low cut, curve hugging vest accentuated my, um, assets, it was also kind of icky and I have never worn that vest again because if the office pervert is gonna say it, then at least six other people are thinking it and I was going for more of a corporate savvy look and not a pirate maiden with lederhosen look.
So that's why, day after day, I wear an unimpressive pair of slacks with drab boots and a generic-looking knit top or sweater.