Mellow Yellow

{Dress by Zimmermann, Clutch by Proenza Schouler (old), Cuff by Fendi}

Current mood: Harmonious.

So seeing as I’ve been feeling particularly unruffled and productive as of late, this mellow yellow Zimmermann frock feels totally on point. Of course, there’s only so long this Pisces can cling on to melodic balance until the next inescapable meltdown (hey, I’m a realist). This being said, I can only surmise my ensuing nervous breakdown (I average one a month at this point — hooray for personal growth!) will be related to one of the following misfortunes:

1) Suffering a full-fledge panic attack while tumbling down the side of one of Vail’s steep mountains while visions of my untimely death prance in my head. Note to self: Dress cute. You want to look adorbs when the Ski Patrol is all in yo face.

2) Packing for 4 for frigid Antartica-esque temperatures and conditions. Do you realize how many wool socks, jackets, underwear, hats, mittens, medication, boots, furs and Hot Chilis this equates to? Exactly. It takes a MENSA genius to pack accordingly. Trust.

3) Wrapping up all my freelance writing assignments before we dip. Nightmare-ical.

4) Potty training our new puppy. That little nugget poops more than a breast-fed newborn. The seemingly endless amount of shit that plops out of that two-pound creature blows my mind. In a bad way.

Until then, I’m squeezing tight onto this delicious sense of Zen.

And praying our puppy quits pissing on my favorite rug.