You may remember this fit and flare dress from way back in September…
“No, I don’t have a trip to Italy planned.
But just in case one should suddenly come up…I will be ready.
One can never be too prepared!
I can see myself riding this on the twisting turning roads of Capri.
Some people dream of vacations…I dream of vacations and what I’ll wear on them.
Fast forward to the present day…
It’s not summer and it’s not Italy but I’m quite delighted I sold myself yet another fit and flare dress by creating a Polyvore set with it.
I think I might be slightly confused about how that is supposed to work.
I got a fun gift in the mail all the way from The Netherlands and the wonderful Greetje. It was a sweet surprise when I complimented Greetje on her wonderful eye pin and then one *magically* showed up in my mail box a few weeks later.
This is for you Greetje!
I am blowing you a kiss Greetje…not kissing your butt! Ha ha!
It’s easy to confuse those two…since you are very tall!
Now let’s talk about my photography assistant, aka the beggar Zoë.
Often when I am taking indoor photos she will be lazily sleeping in her bed just under my desk and off to the side of the frame.
However, if it should be nearing 13:00 or worse…14:00 she will begin her theatrics smack dab in the middle of whatever it is I’m doing.
As you can clearly see by her emaciated body we are obviously starving the poor girl. It’s a wonder she has the strength to move at all without help.
Her supper time used to be at 18:00, now it has inched up to somewhere between 13:30 and 14:00.
If I don’t give into her demands there is all kinds of whining, jumping, barking and basic sad pug face. She is tenacious, unrelenting and demanding…(hmmm…that reminds me of someone).
I feel I have no choice in the matter but to give into her demands.
Wait till I tell her I’ve hired a cat to replace her as my assistant.
Scratch that idea. I’ve been told cats are even worse divas than Mariah Carey. No blogger’s got time for a Mariah and a Zoë.