I'm not really a t-shirt/jeans/flip-flops kind of girl. I love getting dressed, and there's very little pleasure to be had by throwing on whatever's close at hand. With that said, I am definitely not the girl wearing lipstick & pumps to buy groceries on a Sunday morning! So, when I'm buying milk and eggs at 10am...t-shirts it is.
Today I started out throwing on my "weekend errands" attire, and it evolved into something more interesting...when I put on my favorite nude/mocha tee & was horrified by a GIANT cheese stain on the front!
Yes... A couple weeks earlier I had put cheese on a tortilla, put it in the toaster oven, and promptly forgot about it until I walked by again and saw the tortilla puffed up like a balloon and cheese running down the sides. Like a genius, I pulled it out with my bare hands(?!) and then threw it up into the air (?!?!) screaming. And then, it landed cheese first on my t-shirt. So now, I'm screaming and running down the hallway pulling my burning cheese t-shirt off with my burned fingers--my husband is so disappointed that he wasn't home to witness this--annnnd I threw it in the laundry, and forgot all about it. Until now!
Swapped the t-shirt out for a plain navy tank. Too chilly for a tank top...add beaded, embroidered cardigan. Can't wear sneakers with sequins? Cuffed my AG Boyfriend jeans (best weekend jeans ever!!! You must get a pair) and traded my dirty Pumas for Corso Como cork platform wedges.
Results? Not as casual as I intended, but I feel so much better!