If you haven’t worked it out by now, I’m a bit of a fruitcake when it comes to things around the house. I sweep like a mad woman each and every day and if there is a crumb on my floor, DEAR GOD it will be swept it. We know my thoughts on a well made bed, or washing up. I am thorough. Anal. Neat. It’s just how I roll.
But other areas of my life? LAZY. Things like dry cleaning? It just doesn’t get done. Not ever. And I don’t know why there is such a disconnect between the two. I’ll wash a sheet to within an inch of it’s life, but my bridesmaid’s dress from my sister’s wedding March LAST YEAR? Not done. My wedding dress from 7 years ago? Still hanging up with the chocolate gelato stains down the front of it. I know! Who am I? Why is it so?
Realising that the Ball is coming up this weekend and the dress that I needed to wear still had about 4 inches of DIRT around the bottom of it, I decided to get washing this morning.
It’s still not 100% clean, which doesn’t really surprise me given that the dress was filthy from walking around a garden well over a year ago. The majority of the dirt has moved but there are a few spots here and there that won’t budge. In a panic I drove into town to see if there was anything out there for me.
I found this. In Witchery. On sale. TERRIBLE PHOTO, but you get the picture right? It’s a little sassy, and short, but it has sleeves and given the fact that it’s forecast to go down to MINUS 1 Saturday night, I’ll take them. And there is a bonus, it’s clean! I thought with a sheer stocking, red lips, high heels and PLENTY of bling it will fulfill the dress code of Fabulous. Yay? Nay?
Are you lazy like me? Is there a certain area of your life that doesn’t quite match to your normal standards? Does the dress look like an emo wedding dress from 1987? Should I wear the other one? How many questions can I ask you in one post?