The flats were a compromise because she wanted me to wear black heels, which I refused to do while driving for two hours.
I liked this outfit, although to be honest, after a night of partying I would have vastly preferred to be wearing sweatpants and hoodies like all the hungover college students in the diner that I stopped at.
This outfit was comprised of the same black flats, a red pencil skirt, a short sleeved velvet turtleneck, and hallelujah! I explained that I was honestly curious to see how she would dress me, so she agreed not to treat it like a joke.
I did wish she had picked my down coat instead of this jacket because it was cold out, but I was still reasonably warm.