Today I busted out with a necklace I haven't worn in a month due to packing. Ditto on some rockin' black peep-toe pumps. The kind that would give my prenatal nurse heart failure if she saw me in them. I also wore my favorite black tank top (thank you 80 degree December day in Texas) and a full, layered white pre-prego skirt. And shimmery new eye make-up. And perfume.
It rocked my world.