... What can I say? I was daunted.
And now I feel like I have to go clean my apartment and completely redo my wardrobe before I go back in tomorrow so that I have a closetful of black suits so that I look more like a savvy successful businesswoman and less like a beatnik freelancing slob who spends all day fantasing about gay males having sex. When not writing to U.S. Ambassadors, that is.