Yesterday le boyfriend and I went to our favorite Mexican restaurant (euphemism for “hole in the wall”) Taqueria La Mexicana on 4th Street in Long Beach. So I was a little over dressed. But seriously, what else is new? It’s hard for me to come to terms with the fact that I will always be that girl who is awkwardly overdressed…for everything. On Sunday I ran to the grocery store in a fur and a pair of Ferragamo’s. And orange pants. That’s just how I roll. People were not amused; they stared. I probably would have been better off living in the forties or fifties. Hats, dresses, fur, and heels…just because it’s Tuesday.