A few of you (mostly girls) ((okay, all girls)) have asked about the red coat I had on while photobombing your dashboards the other day. It’s from In God We Trust, but a few seasons back, so I’m not sure if they have anything like it anymore. Do you love it? I love it.
It was an anniversary present from an old boyfriend, but I very quickly learned to detach it from relationship-type reveries because, well, that coat’s too good to lose to bad memories.
(pic by Gabe, who let me eat, like, half of his bacon pancakes at brunch last weekend)
GPOY - We can dance if we want to
I’ve been pestering my friend Adrienne (the one flaunting the ridiculous fedora we stole from that poor guy behind us) to upload the pics she took at our friend Nick’s wedding this summer. She finally did. I look like this in most of them.
Wondering who’s giving you all this unrequested advice?
gpoyw, since I can’t let you boys have all the fun getting dressed in the morning…
gpoyw - the “I miss buying things” edition
Stopped by J. Crew yesterday for a little blue balls shopping. Try on lovely [dress/skirt/shirt], lust, remove. Repeat.
That comfy striped sweatshirt on the right almost came home with me, but I mean, do I really need to add the clothing equivalent of macaroni and cheese to my closet right now?
…No seriously, tell me. If someone says yes, I will go buy that shirt right now. It was really cute.