Perfection is boring, isn't it? This is where I'm hoping my darling readers nod their head along with me. At least I'm hoping you agree with me, because I'm about to show you an outfit post with no full-length shot (just imagine my maxi dress brushing up against a pair of really comfy Target sandals), my bra showing, and cannoli filling smears on my shirt from my eager little cannoli-stealer.
tank:: {forever 21}
maxi dress:: {ruche}
watch:: {target}
earrings:: {stitchfix}
bag:: infusion on etsy*
It's a really good thing that I'm not a perfectionist. I don't think I'd ever get a project done if I had anxiety about whether or not the stain on my table is perfectly even. Though I think Chris would probably appreciate me washing dishes a little more thoroughly before putting them in the dishwasher, and I'd probably feel more put together if my bed was made in the morning.
*edit!*. Ok, this is cracking me up. More proof that I'm not a perfectionist. I credited the wrong Etsy shop for my bag in the original post (it was a gift from Chris). The correct shop is called infusion and Abby makes simply stunning bags. Go check out her shop!