Rust-colored scrubs. Will the kids realize I’m wearing fall colors? Or will they think my scrubs are the color of poop? I’m not entirely sure myself. But hey, they’re clean, and the color sort of works for me. Brown hair, brown eyes, fair skin.
An ensemble in sepia.
Which has nothing to do with getting to work. Braid that frizz, Amy! Kids will be waiting!
Good thing I live close to work!
Okay, hair’s under control. A little lip balm, a touch of mascara.
The pumpkin earrings are a nice touch.
The sepia dental hygienist in the mirror grins back at me.