Neither Parallel Nor Intersecting

"I meant to tell you earlier," Derek II told me at the end of the day yesterday. "You look very pretty today!"

Let's see... Greasy hair pulled back in a funky bun; chapped, colorless lips; my trusty grey pants with grey flats which are practically my work uniform...

... add up to cute??!

It's my pink twinset. Derek loves pink. Well, not on him.

I could be wearing a pink potato sack and he'd be paying compliments. Although that would probably be violating the company dress code, i suspect.