Luckily, my house is still standing and I've been able to spend a good deal of the weekend and this week doing some damage control. Since our house smelled like smoke, it became a necessity to wash just about everything. As my washing machine was constantly going, I was reminded to give thanks. This holiday season I've been giving gifts away as a reminder how of blessed I am, and how I need to be a blessing to others. The smoke came out of most of my clothes, so I decided to pack up the clothes I don't wear and donate them to the Goodwill. As I dropped the clothes off, my heart was filled with gratitude for all that I have.
top and jeans: ann taylor loft
shoes: rack room