I got home from work today & stalled before "getting ready." The dreaded getting ready. At the last possible moment, I showered, dried & styled my hair, put on some mascara, then went to hit up my closet.
Every once in awhile this will happen. Suddenly everything you own, every article of clothing you possess, is ugly. Tomorrow you may be able to find something suitable, if not totally cute, but tonight when you really need it, all you see is "been there, done that."
I needed my girls here to pull out some forgotten shirt & match it with a belt & a necklace & send me out the door. In the end though, Mom & I managed.