But you guys. The most magical purchase?
Was a jacket. But not just any jacket. It is the same exact jacket (okay the same jacket make and model not the same exact jacket that belonged to me) that is super rare and was stolen from the coat check a couple of weeks ago. I maaay have cried in the middle of the store. Whatever. I AM SO HAPPY.
I got this sweet hot pink and blue houndstooth military style jacket WITH EPAULETTES YOU GUYS KNOW HOW I LOVE EPAULETTES RIGHT? OMG. 69 cents.
I GOT A CHRISTIAN DIOR SKIRT FOR 99 CENTS. DIOR. 99 CENTS. AND I ACTUALLY LIKE IT. IT FEELS LIKE HEAVEN.
For me, it's either ballet flats or sky high heels.
I feel frumpy in mid-height heels for some reason. I’m not a little person, so kitten heels and delicate shoes just make me feel huge. I need some substance to my heels.
I’m already tall, so I don’t really give a fuck if I add a few (read: 5) inches. Yes, I get comments and sometimes I fear for my ankles’ safety, but I’ll gladly deal with that to have sexy shoes that make my legs look gooooood.
I wear heels, I do! I’m wearing 4 inch heels right now! I don’t know why I feel like there is a huge difference between what I’m wearing and the shoes you are buying!
Me too, girl. I’m 5’10” so I’ll be 6’3” in them BUT I DON’T CARE. They are soooooo sexy. My legs looked INSANE in them. Insane!!! Everyone needs these shoes.
SMM yells at me to get over it as often as I complain about it, but I can’t! It’s a pretty limiting situation.
I am amazed when tall people wear heels. I’m 5’10” and shy away from heels just because people call me “tall” all night. Like I don’t know I’m tall. Like I don’t get asked to change light bulbs all the time.
I have a better view at concerts, so whatever.
Uh oh, SMM we need you over here.
Me too, girl. I’m 5’10” so I’ll be 6’3” in them BUT I DON’T CARE. They are soooooo sexy. My legs looked INSANE in them. Insane!!! Everyone needs these shoes.
SMM yells at me to get over it as often as I complain about it, but I can’t! It’s a pretty limiting situation.
My boss keeps calling me Plappy Spanksgiving.
It’s driving me insane.
calling you that? as if it’s your name? that phrase makes me cringe. is there a story to it? no, even if there is, just no.
at least he’s not making you make pancakes? not that this name is much better.
I should clarify. I have several bosses, but this one I’m referring to is one of my best friends, so it’s not offensive, just annoying.
(Although I generally wear black on my legs because I am very self-conscious of them, so that might be pushing it.)
So this is the dress I got for the big NYE party, but now I’m thinking I want a sequin dress because somehow this just got real boring to me.
1. this is a carbon copy of a dress that i was DYING for a little while ago so i mean you HAVE to wear it because its MY DREAM and the universe revolves AROUND ME goddammit. DO IT FOR ME@!!!! haha. no but for serious: i love this dress. nothing compares.
2. purchase shiny leggings and fun bright shoes or something. i would like to see this with bright green tights and pink platform mary janes, for example. and i would like there to be large chandelier earrings with pink and orange sequins.
Okay, I can meet you halfway on this. Black sequin shoes, electric blue tights, electric blue and kelly green sequin drop earrings and kelly green eyeshadow. Big hair, obvs.
