J. Crew and the Isle of Capri

While writing last week I took a break to do some on-line shopping.  I think it is clear to most that I am a planner, a list maker.  I like to cross things off as I go, giving myself a certain amount of satisfaction, instantaneous gratification if you will.

Anyway, in my quest to save time I ordered pants from J. Crew.  Two sizes of each, just to cover my bases. 

I hear people do this all the time.

A large brown box arrived today and I tore into it with hopeful anticipation.  An entire story board in my head; where I'll be, what I'll be doing.  Preferably someplace chic, in my summer weight peach tweed pants, or navy or white eyelet capri's.  (Perhaps on the Isle of Capri!)  Oy, not so much.

So, pants go back on my list.  So much for the best laid plans.

I was close in the petite size, as long as I don't eat, bend over or sit down.