Picture this: you’ve been invited for a rare night out – hoorah! You’ve painted your nails, washed your hair and now you’re standing in a towel with 30 more minutes to get ready, rifling through your packed closet, when you’re excitement levels decrease and your panic spikes.
WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU GOING TO WEAR?
I mean, sure, you’re wardrobe is so full that you need to use your whole body weight to push the hangers aside, but that doesn’t mean there’s anything in it.
Now, I hate to be the bearer of bad news but you know
