...maybe I will have figured out what I'm going to wear by the time we leave for our couple of New Year's Eve festivities tomorrow evening.

On Friday night, we went to a relatively nice restaurant with the whole family, and our bedroom looked like a closet bomb had gone off. It was a total war zone - tops and pants and skirts and shoes, all strewn about the bed. Nothing puts me in a worse mood, and with PMS playing a role this weekend, it's really gonna be on tomorrow night. My horns may show.

It is weird to love something in the store, buy it, wash it, wear it, feel very pleased with your purchase, and then be totally disgusted and annoyed with it as you're throwing it to the ground and going for the next hanger while trying to get dressed for a gathering.


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