For the second week in a row I hopped out of bed Wednesday morning convinced that it was Thursday. (And by "hopped" I mean I flung off the covers, groaned, and shuffled toward the bathroom.) Imagine my dismay -- two weeks in a row -- when reality set in and I realized that I hadn't even gotten over the hump yet.
I panicked last night as I was doing a mental inventory of my 30 for 15 Remix items, going over what outfits I had already worn, when I couldn't think of a tenth outfit to wear. "How do these girls make it THIRTY DAYS," I thought to myself, "if I can't even make it to ten!" Both my black and teal cardigans were being washed at the time, and therefore wouldn't be ready in the morning because I do not put my sweaters in the dryer. But then I looked into my closet at my special remix section and saw my obnoxious pink Victoria's Secret button-down blouse. I paired it with my black pencil skirt from Marshalls, a faux animal skin belt that very well could have come with the aforementioned skirt, and my black Merona wedges. Since I'm obsessed with pairing shades of pink with turquoise I accessorized with my newest handmade piece, a four-layer turquoise and silver beaded necklace.
Alas, Wednesday has come and gone, and tomorrow morning I will wake up certain that it's Friday. In the meantime, I leave you with a song:
(I met these guys when a friend of mine was tour managing for them, they are incredibly nice dudes!)
Happy Hump Day!