The past fortnight I have lived in black jeans and my black, velvet jacket. I haven't been out of style inspiration exactly, its just that this is what feels right at the moment. Maybe I will break out of the habit starting tomorrow? Does anyone else feel like they're happiest in the simplest of outfits at the moment, or is it just me? Hmmm!
Also, I've just got cracker crumbs all over my just-hoovered carpet - sad times.
Oh and a few of you asked what label the leopard print booties I drooled over and polyvored were and they're D&G. =]