The first thing people do when they come to my house is run to my closet... everyone wants to know what sort of 'karma" does it hold. Well, even I have bad days... It is Thanksgiving week, my in-laws are in town and I am rushing to a rendezvous on the Mexican Riviera and a bomb has detonated in my closet.
Note the forbidden wire hanger from the dry cleaners and my Arden B leather jacket. And the classique entier blazer just popping up begging to go on my cruise.
CAUGHT RED HANDED!
Teresa discovers a JCrew cardigan on my closet floor... GASP! Even KK has her bad closet days!!
REDEMPTION
Teresa is relieved to realize my accessories are still in order!... PHEW! I haven't lost all face!












