Helper Monkey

 

Jeans:  NY&C  I  Tops:  JCrew  I  Boots:  Aldo  I  Jewels:  Gma

Had I woken up earlier than 5 minutes before I needed to leave for work, you would have gotten a belt with this outfit.  Instead,  I took the extra time to do up my braids.  

I knew the belt I wanted, but didn't have enough time to dig for it.  

You know what I need to do?  Train Bacall to sniff out missing (read: buried) pieces.   You know, like a helper monkey. 

THAT way, while I'm doing hair and makeup I can call out to her:  "braided skinny brown belt!" or "black suede booties - LEFT foot!"  or  "favorite white T with mustard stain on left sleeve!"  "no, not THAT one, the OTHER one!"  

And her cuteness would run out and drop each piece by my feet and stare lovingly at me while I tried on belt after top after shoe.  

And THEN after a few weeks (border collies are the smartest) she'd develop her own keen sense of style and start bringing me pieces that SHE thought would work.  

And the outfits would be amazing.  

And we'd be on the news.

And then she'd officially be a service dog.