I am so sitting on the fence right now.
There is no state worse for me than the state of indecision. It's not even fashion week yet and I'm off to a blogger's event for Maybelline (more about that later) and it shouldn't matter what I wear, but I couldn't find my favourite old camel pullover and it kind of freaked me out. So I started pulling out all my clothes. Huge pile on the floor: chaos. Had to fold everything neatly before I left (in alternating colours: one shelf is all black white camel, other shelves are various other current favourite colours schemes).
Reader: I am mental.
I am finally wearing the oddest get up: grey jumper over lace nude biker shorts... I look in sane but I think it's good practice for me - or good punishment - to walk on the streets all day like this. Do you ever have a day where you're like PARALYSED with indecision? God knows how I'll get to fashion week tomorrow. And Shini and I will be blogging for Next! They've just started a blog: click here. Oh, and the'll expect us to do daily self style posts. That's fine for Shini - she's sooo stylish - but suddenly, I'm in a tizzy. (Ann of Glamourshoes aptly dubbed it 'fashion panic' which is so true! And the name of a future post, thanks Ann! ;)
That's a really really good song by the way, by Jimmy Cliff. Do click on it. It's lovely.
Shot by Mr. Dot in Hyde Park last August: that's how crazy this London weather has been. Buttery suede car coat is my mom's - ripped but I love it - black tee, the Gap, white jeans the Gap, too. I know it's kind of uncool, white jeans - think Liz Hurley, late 90s - but I just am loving the trilogy of white black and camel right now.
Sitting here in limbo, knowing that it's time to go.