Fact: I am a stain magnet.
Stains have apparently found a way to show their love for me by generously positioning themselves on the most noticeable places ever. Maybe this is just me, but I've noticed that anytime I try to prevent spilling something or manage to actually get food in my mouth rather than in my lap (Let's be honest, I wear more spaghetti than I actually eat), I only seem to make the almighty stain gods angry. In turn, they hurl ugly stain splotches back at me.
Tonight, I have plans to grab some snow cones with some friends. And we all know good and well that those suckers are a mess waiting to happen. But I refuse to pass up one of these decadent treats for fear of getting smited by the stain gods and receiving the mother of all stains.
...Because that would happen to me. In public, too.
...Because that would happen to me. In public, too.
So, yeah...there is no question about it. Whatever I wear tonight will come home with a few extra colors and textures. Might as well wear my stain loud and proud. ;)
eyelet top: Aeropostale
distressed shorts: Free People
beaded belt: American Eagle
brown necklace (long): Urban Outfitters
wishbone necklace (short): Vintage, gifted
Are you in good graces with the stain gods, or are you in the same boat with me?
Hope y'all have a great day!
