Truth be told, when I grabbed this braided belt from the racks, I didn’t realize it was from Uniqlo’s women’s department. Would have bought a manlier piece from Hackett, in a lovely shade of tan, if not for the logo in front.
Oh, well. At least it matches my braided loafers, which I insist on wearing sockless.
The forehead scar is not part of the office uniform, mind you. Second dumbbell mishap at the gym (in the same place, I think). I’ve learned to hide my bloodied sweat towel (almost as red as my bracelets) – also learned to settle for a lighter weight until I can safely avoid accidents.
Yes, this shade of dried-blood red.