Function or Fashion?

I was posed an interesting question today in the most unusual way. A lovely coworker of mine, we'll call her JLO even though she lacks any of the diva-like demanding qualities of a certain superstar, offered October treats to me asking "do you want function or do you want looks?" and plopped two godiva gift boxes on my desk. One was a box of chocolate covered pretzels and the other was a tiny gold chocolate box with a spider pin on it. No hesitation. In the past I would have hesitated if only to not look shallow. No more. I am shallow. Gold, pin, and bow. I want it.



The spider pin all the way. Now I don't consider myself high maintenance, I do not have a purse that costs hundreds or thousands of dollars nor shoes that hurt like hell but could put a downpayment on a house. But c'mon...a day full of spider pin fun or a box full of pretzels?

No, Stalin could not have recruited me in his proletarian army. Pretty little things...that's nice. Grey working boots...not so fun.