|(shirt, thrifted / vintage skirt, handmedown from Mom / shoes, thrifted / purse, vintage)|
Despite yesterday's shitty weather, I was determined to enjoy the holiday with my dude, my dog, and my dawgs (you know, my friends). I've got to spend a lot of time with people I really like this weekend, which, after moping around for the past few weeks, is something I really needed. On Saturday my mother-in-law and I went to an estate sale in Kenosha, where I scored the above bag, some pretty clothes, and good conversation with an awesome lady. Merl wanted to beat up some nerds on Sunday, so we went to see Star Trek and had such a good time that we forgot to pants the kid dressed as a Vulcan and instead came back to my house where she stole the hearts of my pets. Yesterday I conned some pals into cooking dinner for us, which we repaid by wearing matching head-to-toe denim, drinking their really nice whiskey, and talking endlessly about ourselves. Brock and Kim, you're welcome.
Despite my professional shortcomings and limited vocabulary (the word "fuck" stunted my linguistic growth forever), I've managed to surround myself with an abundance of wonderful people. I'm so lucky they haven't found me out yet.
P.S. Holly Phillips was kind enough to feature me on her blog! Check it out here. Do it. Dooooo it. Thanks.