Women like this make me reevaluate my whole life, my whole closet. As I sit here typing this, I'm wearing my "Running Out the Door to Go to Work Uniform" - black skinny jeans, a grey beaded blouse, and a Zara blazer. Nothing exciting, but nothing completely drab either (I only wear clothes I like, after all!). But what if my everyday clothes looked like this? I don't think I'd ever feel plain again! Of course, she has good genetics in her favor, but I feel jealous that she's having fun with her clothes, and I'm uncomfortably comfortable... Found this image here.