White Washed

This past weekend was productive in the most relaxing of ways, but with little to show for it. No indulgent desserts were made and my list of creative projects remained untouched, but at least there are no more piles of dirty clothes on the floor. After several hours spent at the laundromat, we went out for sushi where I promptly spilled soy sauce all over my sweater. Quite the ironic way to end the day, but that happens nearly every time I wear all white regardless.