|Sweater: Free People, Shirt: Hinge, Jeans: Democracy, Boots: Frye, Necklace: Anthropologie (via Ebay), Bracelets: J.Crew, |
Watch: Michael Kors, Ring: Elizabeth Ngo (antique button)
I feel like all I do lately it talk about the weather, but in my defense, the weather here lately has been batshit crazy. One day trees are budding and the next it's Day After Tomorrow-style frigid. (Minus the delight of Jake Gyllenhaal running around.) For example, the other day it seemed nice enough that I deluded myself into thinking I could get away with not wearing a coat to the gym. I mean, it's only a 5-second walk from my car to the front door. Mother Nature decided to reward my decision by throwing snow directly down the front of my v-neck shirt when I left. Let me just say that snow in my cleavage is not the way I like to end a workout. And when I woke up yesterday the weather said, "Feels like -33 degrees." That's not even a temperature my body registers. Getting dressed in the morning involves me trying on every long-sleeved shirt I own and layering them over one another to try and stay warm. Seriously, this is what I look like:
On a happier note, I want to take a minute to say THANK YOU to everyone who has been reading this blog. It seriously makes my day. Yesterday I had my highest number of pageviews yet, and I was quite literally giddy. I'm not entirely sure why there were so many visitors yesterday, but I'll take it. It could be people trying to steal my identity (as my mother thinks), but beggars can't be choosers. If that is the case, though, I feel like I should warn thieves to give up now. It's going to be a waste of your time. I have nothing you can steal except an increasingly large Nordstrom bill and limited closet space.