Whatever suits you

If you're wondering what suits me, it's my grandma.
This was her suit, at least.

For our last week of high school (congrats class of 2015!), we had a school spirit week that obviously no one but I participated in. One of the themes was dress to impress, and I found this slightly-too-short vintage pant suit combo, scrambled out of the depths of my mother's closet, to be pretty impressive.

If I had to describe my feelings about these clothes, I would say I felt like a powerful Amazonian businesswoman, towering over the shorter and less-impressively dressed peers who decided to forgo spirit week and instead don their classic, laid back Norts/Jack Rogers combination.
It was a pretty sweet feeling, if you can disregard the fact that wearing heels all day in school gave me huge blisters.

Oh well.