|Awh, frizzy hair... Hey, it was 98% humidity out there today, gimme a break!|
blue tunic - Coldwater Creek (thrifted)
black tuxedo jeggings - Jessica Simpson Collection
sexy boots - Seychelles
scarf - Charming Charlie's
They say, when you have kids of your own, you'll reach that terrifying moment when you say something and it sounds just like what your parents would have said. Well, jolly good for me, I don't even have to wait to procreate before noticing this.
After the concert I went to on Saturday, my friends and I were
I love my father, but the last thing I really want to do is unconsciously mimic his tendency to rant and rant and rant and rant and rant and... well, you get the picture. Ranting about things you can't really change. Charming, no? If I'm going to inherit qualities from my father, I'd rather gain the ability to cook (I can make toast and brownies, does that count?), or the ability to make friends anywhere and everywhere (I'm far more reserved around people than he is), or the ability to fall asleep anywhere (...I pretty much have that one covered, actually).
Let's hope I don't end up loudly snoring or totally disregarding time, okay?
[Love you, Dad! :)]
PS - A word on my outfit - this is the most comfortable outfit I've worn in... forever. It was a perfect (and rainy, but still) autumn day today, mid-60's and overcast and fantastic. I felt warm and cozy and quite a bit badass in my boots. They remind me a bit of a certain sexy Goblin King :)