|oh haiiii Titan. wow, i'm really glad he wasn't pooping or anything embarrassing back there.|
hat: Loehmann's; belt: thrifted
|check out that action shot. hubs is becoming a professional at this.|
today is the debut for 4/5 of this outfit (minus the shoes), and what a BIG debut it is. five pieces in one outfit. holy remixing, Batman! this is where i have to say i love 30 for 30. this is an outfit i would never think to put together, but at the end of the day, i'm pretty happy with it.
...minus the wrinkles. i need a little portable steamer for this shirt, and unless i aged 60 years overnight, i don't think i'm supposed to have bunchy knees. how do you all keep your skinnies from bunching up so much? if someone could throw some magical remedy at me, that would be great, thanks.
a couple nights ago, i had my first blog-related dream. and it involved the lovely Linley. i saw her out-and-about in Fort Wayne, and i got uber excited. i approached her to say hello, although by the time i reached her, somehow we were magically in Florida instead. as you can imagine, i was somewhat hurt when she didn't recognize me (although this could have something to do with the fact that i had short hair and was about 60 pounds heavier in my dream, which is more like a nightmare. i've been about 25 pounds heavier than i am now, and even those extra pounds made me feel like crap, so 60?? I can't imagine. but i digress...). so i proceeded to introduce myself: "hi, i'm Lauren (Lo) from Lo & Behold." she looked at me like i had a huge piece of broccoli in my teeth, which, seeing how this dream went, i probably did.
and that was it. the dream ended there. aren't your dreams supposed to be the place where you can be skinny with legs about six inches longer, have long, perfect wavy hair, and Linley is your best friend? i'd like to order up that dream instead, please.
ah well, at least we were in florida...