Can you just imagine the stress I went through, just cramming to put up a nice outfit in less than 45 minutes?
Good thing that everything was able to fall in place then.
When I woke up and realized that I was AN HOUR LATE for the call time, I began thinking "PLAID".
Plaid. Plaid. Plaid. That was all I planned and wanted to wear that day, for some weird reason.
Probably because it was my polo, which was hanging on the rack in front of me, that I first saw saw that morning. One fun fact about this neat top is that it's actually an export over-run from Anne Klein, that's why I was able to buy it for a REALLY low price. Yup. Yay for good bargains!
Anyway, as I started listlessly walking to the rack, I was able to catch a glimpse of my white top from Charlie.
The imaginary light bulb above my head suddenly turned bright. BOOM. BAM. FIREWORKS. (With matching image of my bangag self jumping up and down--in SLOW-MO)
I was like, "DUH. My favorite run-to outfit has ALWAYS BEEN a polo plus a tank. Always."
True enough, it's very sexy, laidback and comfortable; pair it up with accessories, and you could never ever go wrong with that combination. Pinky promise.