Despite the dazed and fatigued look that dons my facial features, this is an outfit that I wore in the past month that I thoroughly loved. One of those ones that embodies my need for anonymity behind a pair of sheer pants and tropical-print shoes, or any item, really. I can't say that I really dress for my mood. Rather, I dress better - I feel- when I am down, or nervous or not content in the moment. I think that's what draws me to statement pieces, the ability to wordlessly express a feeling or to inhibit another.