You know when you've been planning your Friday night outfit all week long. Dress, heels, rings, earrings, necklace, make-up, everything. Then Friday night comes you doll yourself up, look at yourself in the mirror... and WHAT you look like a hot mess. Uber is on the way and you're freaking out. In mid panic you're thinking how could you be betrayed like this, you thought it all out. So you take off a few accessories and "yaaaaaas kween" everything has come together. Well art