Jailhouse Rock.

Sometimes when I am sitting at my cubicle I wonder how it compares to a jail cell. ┬áBoth are dimly lit and kinda cold but maybe a cubicle is better, it’s hard to say. The other day Britt and I came into work both wearing stripes- fitting, huh? I am always reminded of Alcatraz when I see people in stripes so we decided to escape from jail for a little while and snap some photos outside with window bars and brick.

(The trick to looking like you haven’t just escaped from anywhere is walking with swagger. I was feeling a little bit like a badass this afternoon with this new turtleneck on. No one ever suspects a person in a turtleneck of anything but being awesome…I think)

(My “just released from the Clink” look)

(Close up of the buttons going up my neck and would you look at that, it’s 12:15- time for some f@#*ing lunch!)

(Britt is loving her new sweater dress, just in time for Winter- those jail cells can get chilly!)

(Ahhhh, life on the outside, it’s nice!)

(Close up of the studded belt used to accessorize the dress, an inmate has never looked so good)

(A prize scored from a shanking victim. Too far? Fine, she got it at Topshop)

Happy Friday and we hope you get outta your cell, I mean cubicle, quick and make the most of your early release. Come Monday, it is back to the grind!