By the time I got to my childhood home, I was tired from the sheer energy of trying to find an errant church envelope, swiftly going through all the skirts in my closet to find an appropriate replacement to my seam-split golden bubbles pencil skirt, seething over how late we were going to be for church, wrestling with Rex in the lobby of the same church, and from crying like a little girl to my step-mom when I just. couldn't. take. it. anymore.
So what do I do as soon as I get home? I take off my Boucle de Souffle jacket, grab a
And like the teenager that I obviously was emulating that night, this photo was all I needed to feel better. How freaking narcissistic (well, okay, I do have a blog where I show off my clothing on a regular basis, I get it...lol). What I mean is that I was being especially vain on Christmas Eve. Good job, female hormones.
So I had mentioned that I am keeping the golden bubbles pencil skirt instead of returning it to J. Crew...here is why:
I kid. I was very happy to have it, terrible seam issue aside. :)
goldenrod Brocade top with a pair of khakis and wait for it...SHEARLING slippers. Yes, I did. By the way, this brocade top in a size 2 is perfectly seamed, no issues with it. At all. :)
Dave Perillo of our family, including our HOUSE. Turns out that Mr. Dina had been working on this with the artist since August when he met him at the Baltimore Comic Con.
I saw it and immediately burst into tears. I was blown away by it. Made the debacle I had gone through from 5-7 pm on Christmas Eve pretty darn inconsequential.
So that's it.
And with that I bid 2010 adieu.
And with glee I eagerly anticipate all the joy 2011 will bring.
Happy New Year, you all!