No matter how many clothes I stuff into my closet, I seem to be unable to reach the I-have-enough-clothes phase in my life. Apart from having an insatiable desire when it comes to clothes, shoes, and bags, I also almost never find anything to wear.<\/p>\n
This morning I took a soothing shower in preparation for Church, but when it was time 2 dress up, I couldn’t find anything. Something was wrong with everything in my closet: too professional, too tight, too revealing, too casual, too party-ish, too black, etc. Some I didn’t wanna wear for other reasons; for example, I didn’t wanna wear a traditional outfit, so all of then were automatically out of the race to win Vera’s heart on Sunday.<\/p>\n
Finally, sha, I decided to wear a light blue dress that came with a jacket…but I couldn’t wear it cause the chain in front of the dress had broken. When did it break? Then I decided to wear a pair of black pants and a white shirt, but I couldn’t find the pair of pants. Where was it? From there, I decided to wear a flay black skirt with the white shirt, but the shirt didn’t fit me! (It fit me everywhere except my breast). OK, I knew I had put on some weight since the last time I wore the shirt (in 2001 or 2002), but I didn’t know my breasts grew that big! Soooo, I decided to be creative and wear a camisole inside so I can leave the first two buttons unbottoned, but as soon as I looked @ myself in the mirror, I knew it was a bad combination. The skirt was too chic and too fine for the simple shirt. I didn’t wanna wear any spaghetti strapped top (cause I just don’t wear those to church). <\/p>\n
I decided to wear a black and white shirt, but I couldn’t find it. It was in the laundry basket. Honestly speaking, for a brief moment, I considered fishing it out, spraying some perfume on it and calling it a day. What’s so bad about that? Men do it too! Anyways, after I thoughtabout all the would-be repercussions of my actions, I decided to not to go through with fishing through my dirt. My other choice was to wear this really chic black top, but I didn’t wanna wear it cause I had a black skirt on and I didn’t wanna look like I was going to a funeral, so I decided to wear a red flay skirt, but where was it? It was in the laundry basket again! To cut the long story short, I was forced to wear a black skirt and a black shirt, but I carried a white purse to add some ‘light’ to my outfit.<\/p>\n
FASHION MISHAP: This black girl\/lady had on creme colored capris and, creme colored pumps and white socks! Not, even stockings oh, but socks – full blown socks! I couldn’t believe my eyes. I don’t even wanna mention or remind myself of the fact that it is hotttt outside. Who wears socks with pumps???<\/p>\n
Well, I guess that’s all my gossip for today. You know I will be back for more.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"