Express cardigan; Old Navy dress; Thrifted belt and shoes.
These were taken in an airport, hence the not-awesome lighting. I have a story for you guys though, so I figured I may as well include outfit pictures too.
Anyway, on our way to the airport today (which is about 2 hours away...to pick up my grandma), Selena (please tell me I'm not the only person who names their car) flashes the words 'power steering' at me, and which point the power steering just...dies. I don't usually think about different parts of my car (I usually assume she runs by magic), but apparently power steering is pretty important.
It wasn't so bad on the highway, but when we were slowed down and in the parking lot...holy moly that thing was hard to drive! It's probably because I don't go to the gym enough and have weak arm muscles, but the whole thing just really freaked me out.
Anyway, the moral of the story is to pay attention to recall notices that come in the mail. And if you drive a Chevy Cobalt or Pontiac G5, pay attention to that power steering.
Anyway, have a great weekend! [Insert witty comment here about the world ending]