The First Day of Summer

Not really. But seasons happen a little later in SoCal (and why I'm always behind,

that's my excuse). Summer came roaring in on Thursday and this is what I wore.

The stripe popover is of a 100% cotton gauzy fabric. It looked cool and easy
and I thought of it as soon as I realized the day was going to be a scorcher.

I'd found a stash of my summer pants so the shirt became a topper for the white denim cropped matchsticks from last year or the year before.

 Now why is it I become incredibly messy when I wear white?

Not only did I discover some faint stains on one leg (I could have sworn they were clean ... unless I spilled my morning tea), I spilled coffee on the other leg. And at the end

of the day, found some bright yellow blobs on the back (did I sit on some mustard?

but I was only in my office chair and my car that day ...).

I once wore a white tee with a white jacket and carried a cream colored bag.

It must have been too much white karma because I splattered

marina sauce all over my tee and jacket and bag.
 

Outside and inside.
 

Luckily, I didn't get the sauce on the lining of the bag.

So I was able to wipe the leather clean, though I was still finding

sauce months later in little nooks and crannies.

Do you think we are actually clumsier when we wear white?

Or is it because every mistake shows up?

Know any tips or tricks for getting out stains you can pass on?