All I Need is a Life to Match the Clothes

Remember a few months ago when I fell in love with a lurvely chocolate brown sequined BCBG skirt that I found on EBay? Remember when I was outbid on that skirt, and reacted with dramatic tears and pretend fist shaking?

I do. And I clapped with glee when that skirt, this time in inky black, came up for auction this week.

Guess what will be making a home in my closet when it arrives at my house next week? Lookee!





















Of course, I reckon I'll have to find me a clever seamstress to shorten it a wee bit, to make it hit as high at the knee as it does on the leggier-then-I mannequin, but, damn, I am delighted.

I also have no place to wear it. Would someone please help me do something about that?