But the last Stitch Fix I received was such a let down, which it can only be SUCH a let down because I am such an advocate. Things started off a little rough when they shipped my fix a day late, then proceeded to get worse when they mailed it to the wrong zip code.

It was an ominous sign for the impending delivery.

I came home to the box waiting by my door, and I excitedly ripped open the box, slightly nervous as the box was rather light and I had requested shoes. When I get the box open, my heart sinks immediately.