It's tragic, but it must be faced: into every fashionista's life, a little fail will fall. I had this idea for a pearl+jewels+denim look. I had it all planned out except for my top and figured I could handle that in the a.m. Except I was tired and overslept. And nothing I had clean seemed to fit what I wanted - what color makes both ivory pearls and colored jewels show up well? I need dark for the pearls, but light for jewels...gah! That being waaay too challenging to compute at 5:45 a.m, I went with ivory, which was meh. Oh, and then I spilled cardamom on it, so I had to button my jacket. So you could barely see it anyway. Reboot needed. Stat. Except I was late already so nevermind. Sometimes, despite the best laid plans, fashion doesn't happen. Style shuts off the alarm, crawls back into bed and tells you to Fendi off. What does a chic chick do in this sitch?
1. Roll with it. It might not be what you dreamed of, but you're prob not hideous either.
2. Change gears: have a back-up plan - or better yet, a mental catalogue of go-to, better-bff-than-diamonds insta-looks that you know work for you and that you can swap to.
3. Laugh. Make a face at the fashion divinities and tell 'em you hear them and you've got it. You *are* flawess. Just not 24/7/365. Sometimes, the stiletto hits a crack, the ankle twists and what was fabulous in your head ends up splattered across the sidewalk. C'est la vie. Literally. It's ok. It makes a great story to tell. Evidence above.
4. Try that amazing concept again another day.
And I will.
Brie (Hi!) More re: me under About. I'm the moving spirit behind this little life-meets-fashion fairy tale world, a world of my non-wrestling-related style musings and loves.