Today I wore a headband with feathers on it, and I KNEW Casey, one of the agents I work for, would make some kind of comment about it. He walked in this morning and asked if it was my birthday because of the bow on my head. He doesn't know fashion...and I know this because he didn't wear dark green jeans in the 90s. And he may or may not think his pants are supposed to end above the tops of his shoes. Isn't that right, Casey???
So the feathers...si or no? You can't take pictures of yourself without looking like a loser, so I brought in Olive. And she wasn't cooperative.