in a rush.......

I hate being rushed. Big R hates waiting. Hmmm, seems we have a little incompatibility here. Honestly, I try to plan ahead. The night before we're going somewhere, I lie in bed running through little outfit possibilities-and might I add that this can lead to some sleepless nights?-just so I can make the dressing process the day of event, a bit less painful for Big R.

But it just never turns out that way.

Even if I start getting ready a couple of hours early, I end up drowning in a sea of shoes, clambering over a mountain of discarded garments and crazily searching every nook and cranny of my closet/drawers/floors/boxes/bags/under the bed for missing accessories that would 'be perfect for this outfit.'

Not only that, I start with dreamed up outfit and end up disliking or disheartened by the actual result. Then, the second guessing starts and this is the part that Big R dreads and tries to sneak off. I pummel him with "What do you think?", "Which do you like better? The white or the black?" You know, the gammut of loaded questions, where no matter what answer I get, it's never what I wanted to hear. Big R actually likened it to 'Running The Gauntlet'...poor guy.

So, here I am. Pretty much being chased out the door with threats of being left behind.

Literally, in a rush.

Little side note: I was recently on Fashion By He, pretty much bagging white boots. Yes, I am a hypocritical blogger and no doubt will get the telling off of the century by He....oh man, brace myself.....please don't be too cruel!

One cool thing, I got to wear my vintage Burberry Harris Tweed Blazer! Picked this little puppy up for pretty much a wrapped sweet and pocket lint from Save Mart on the North Shore....SCORE!!!

vintage Burberry blazer: Save Mart

tee: Kmart

zipper skirt: Line7

floral tights and fake snake clutch: equip

white ankle boots: no1 shoe warehouse

watch: fossil

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