I remember I had a conversation on Tumblr over my discomfort at seeing certain kinds of holes. When I took this dress out to wear, the conversation was still fresh in my mind and let’s just say that it seems that I can be pretty good at selective sight despite feeling just a wee bit quesy about it. It helped when most of the time was spent avoiding mirrors, or down at myself. Also, I probably contain slight masochistic tendencies.
And then it was off to food with Zen, my dinner-after-work buddy, where I introduced her to the absolutely-delicious that was Veggie Grill: