Seminarians, avert your eyes.

My sister Emily loaned me tons of awesome clothes to get me through the freezing winter here.  I fell in love with the beautiful detail on this shirt, but I'm afraid it might not work without a little layering.

 I've noticed that most of my tank tops do a bad job, because they often aren't quite high enough.  So with only about 3 minutes to spare before we walked to church this morning, I dug through my cotton jersey scrap bag from the Alabama Studio Store.  (If you have any vintage handkerchieves lying around, I bet they'd do the trick...) Sure enough, there was a bit of winter white that was just the right size.

I folded it in half,

 slipped it in,

 tucking it into my bra,

 which held it in place better than I expected,

 and then promptly bragged about it to Pete.  

He was duly impressed.