this trumpet inside of my head

I'm at "work" and there's really nothing to do in the mornings except sit here and look good. At least the sun is shining and the air is crisp and I have a great view from this high up (44th floor).

I took some pictures of my new tights and my shoes on the Subway - bear with the quality, I was feeling inspired!



(top shop tights, Jeffrey Campbell suede wedges)

NB: the TTC is usually filthy.

Honestly, I haven't done anything yet but take someone to a board room and look up if you can make pot tea (nb: you can).

Here's a picture of the windows from up here. The reason you can't see anything is because its so sunny/there are so many windows downtown the sun reflects off everything and blinds you.



There is nothing more to say.