"Perfect," said one of the guys on the phone. "That's what I was planning on doing on my lunch hour anyway."
We hung up the phone and Irish said thoughtfully, "What a remarkable coincidence."
I nodded. "I guess this time of year just inspires revolution."
Here is how my feet dressed up for Bastille Day.
- Toenail polish courtesy of F.
- Sparkly anklet courtesy of my being way too distracted this morning, despite being late for work.
- Flowery pants courtesy of Revolution and Freedom! (or something like that....)