You Can Do This.

I. Want. This. Outfit.

A note to the girl in my Religion Class:
Why do you wear those golden fur boots?
It looks like you had to kill a golden retriever to get them.
That poor, unfortunate animal had to die so your feet could look that hideous.
It's a pity.
Please burn them already.

Home. I miss you.

31 days and counting until I go back home to my beloved Seattle.
I can make it though, I have to focus on school for just a few more weeks.
I seriously have been deprived of shopping and fashion for too long.
I cannot wait to get out of this frozen tundra and back to the rain.
I cant even imagine what it's going to be like to see green all around me again.
It's weird to even think about it.

Go ahead, take a long gander.

So lately I have been listening to Jack Johnson, like a lot.
I fantasize of marrying this lovely man (even though he is already married? Lets just pretend he's not).
No joke.
Creepy?
Yes, a little.
But do I care?
Nope, not even slightly.
He used to be a professional surfer,
He plays the guitar and ukelele,
Plus he sings like an angel.
We would live in Hawaii,
I would watch him surf from the beach,
then after he would serenade me with his music.
Dream life, for reals people.

Oh and one last item of business.

My children WILL dress like this. End of story.