And yet another very original title from yours truly. Ha.
I can't seem to envision an occasion (or a shirt for that matter) that would be appropriate for these bras, but I can sure appreciate them from afar.
I have the privilege of going to California tomorrow (hm, actually today) to see my sisters! I just finished the (usually) daunting task of packing, and am shamelessly happy with myself about how it turned out. Normally it goes something like this:
-Go through entire closet, pulling out favorite pieces of the moment and throwing them onto the bed. This turns out to be a lot of pieces and makes quite a hefty pile.
-Some hopeless sifting through the pile of clothes on the bed. This results in a flustered Esther and a not-much-smaller pile.
-Then I just go ahead and try to squash as much as I can into the suitcase without my husband noticing how much stuff I'm actually putting in.
Buuut, today was different:
-Actually tried on clothes and purposefully put together outfits for each day and occasion.
-Neatly folded my clothes and laid them ever-so-lovingly into the suitcase.
-Stood back and looked with glee upon the (sort of) small section my clothes took up in the large suitcase.
-Bragged to my husband about my accomplishment.
Now if I could only make myself go to bed. I have to be at the airport in approximately 5 hours. A glossy magazine and a tasty McDonald's breakfast await me there. Goodnight!
My plane ride outfit happens to be very similar to this. Gotta be comfy. And yep, still obsessing about my men's button-down shirts.