You know your day is going straight to hell when, after an hour or so in the office, you look down in a meeting to discover that the shoes you thought were black when you put them on in your bedroom to match a totally black outfit are, instead, navy blue.
Thankfully I will spend 3/4 of the day with my feet safely tucked under a desk and in florescent light the navy is dark enough to pass for a bluish black.
It doesn't help that today follows a day when I paired what looked like a jewel blue top with cranberry red pants. In bright sun, the blue took on a green cast and the overall effect was Christmas in July.
I think I'll just start wearing sweats and running shoes and forget about fashion.