Kittens, I actually had another tale to tell today, but even the best-laid plans get overturned.
When you find yourself sitting on the bed with a sewing kit and a dress you’re NOT going to wear, 15 minutes before you’re supposed to run out the door, it’s safe to assume that all is lost.
We’re currently en-route to Bri and Dan’s wedding on the other end of town. Since she and I basically spent the last year at work, planning our weddings side-by-side, I really can’t wait to see how her vision translated into reality.
If you’re lucky and I don’t pull another one of those Little Miss I’m Living In The Moment-moves, then I should have lots of snaps to share with y’all tomorrow.
In the meantime, please enjoy the sole fruit of the photo shoot I actioned at the gas station. I’m not positive, but I just feel like there has to be a good reason why this setting isn’t used more often by Fashion Bloggers Who Care.
Personally I think the juxtaposition of the gold accessories, the sterling arm party and the line of gas pumps gives the scene a delightful sort of je ne said quoi.
When is the last time you had a too-late-to-fix wardrobe malfunction?