Mr. Diabolina got invited to this Clothes Off Our Backs charity event tonight. At La Perla. In Beverly Hills. But he didn't want to go. And I didn't want to go alone. So instead we had matzo ball soup and watched Intervention. No I am not April Foolin you. I wish I was.
Remember the delish gift bag at last year's party? I could have gotten fancy panties this time instead of Tarina Tarantino stuff. Which means he could have gotten me in fancy panties. F.
Think I am going to wear granny panty Spanx all week. As retribution.
3.1 Phillip Lim dress
Image wrap sweater
Chanel purse and earrings
Kate Spade slides
Marc Jacobs bracelet
I dressed up today, hoping against hope Mr. Diabolina might change his mind and RSVP for the event at the last minute. Wah.
Would have fit right in with the color palette of the evening. Double wah.
Have been spying loads of black and white lately.
My signature colors.
Almost time to start wearing my white jackets.
And stocking up on white tees and tanks.
Realized today's dress was a little like Blair's dress last night. Jinx.
Wore the flats today to be comfy. In my head, I was rocking these flower power Pradas. Alas, even on sale this Christmas they were still close to $500. Ouchy.
My $30 flower MJ wrist will have to see me through until my million dolla book deal comes through....