Welcome the White
Today’s dressing adventure almost wasn’t. My first tip that wearing all white may have not been a good idea came when I walked my beloved mr matey at the dog park this morning. Most of the time one of the many dogs that run around jump up on me so they can have a pat. (I know they shouldn’t but I like the attention) I dodged a few of those jumps this morning and got away without a stain. But alas it wasn’t going to stay that way. At my regular morning coffee roundup disaster struck and the lid on my take-away dribbled on my white Ruby jeans. Luckily the lovely Tony (I soooo love you) knew to put soda water and dab on the spot and viola, within 20 minutes of dabbing, no coffee stain.