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Black cats and crankiness
You guys, I think chocolate milk makes me cranky. Because I didn’t care that the weather suddenly decided to be 70+ again on the day I wanted to wear a super fall outfit — in fact, at the store I was thinking what a beautiful day it was– until I had the chocolate milk. And now I’m irritated about it. And I’m hot. And tired. And my stomach hurts. *insert pouting lip here* Okay, so maybe I’m intolerant to milk; I know this already, even though I have it in my coffee. And it’s probably more the milk that’s making me cranky than the chocolate (I hope), but still. I’ve always…
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Owl Love You Forever
I made an album on Facebook yesterday called “Crazy Thrifted Buys” because yesterday at the thrift store, I bought three things that my husband would undoubtedly roll his eyes at: this vintage 70’s gown(which I adore regardless), this early 60’s shift (which is just random and I couldn’t resist), and the dress I am wearing… which was once a kind of hideous 80’s romper. DIY post will be forthcoming later.But you guys, the more pregnant I get, the heavier my addiction to pure vintage craziness grows. I see things on the rack and think “Oh, that looks insane, I’m going to try it on!” I just don’t show you…
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Everyone Looks Better In…
It’s probably pretty obvious that I love these Sunglasses. I’ve worn them every chance I get; any tiny break of sunshine through these clouds, and I’m grabbing the sunnies. Love. So this is the little tiny break of trees right in our yard. We live in such a nice little out-of-the way country neighborhood. The road is relatively a quiet one, except for the dogs across the road who barked at me the entire time I was taking pictures. I know that one of them is named Daisy, and one is Nestor, and there’s a third one that the owner never yells at who must be a very well behaved…
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Spring Brights
I was doing my makeup when my husband got dressed this morning, and although I knew he was wearing yellow pants and a blue coat, it didn’t really dawn on me that we would match when I got dressed. I only wore this dress because I was trying out some new bright eyeshadow, and the bright dress seemed fitting. But I think that’s how it is, living with someone. Before Mr. Owl, my mom and I would almost always come out of our rooms dressed in the same colors, and it seemed often when my out-of-state friends would come to stay for a week, we’d always end up matching. I…
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Girliness.
As if I wasn’t girly enough already, today I feel like a culmination of everything it means to be feminine. Pink? Check. Purple? Double check. Heels? Of course! Shiny things? Yes. Everywhere. Painted nails? For once, check. Twirly skirt? Well… close enough. It’s rare that even I feel too girly, but this outfit… I feel like a doll. In a weird way. But not enough that I’m going to change. My man and I are going job-hunting today. He makes custom furniture for people from his house, but he’d like a “real” job, and me… well, I just want to have a budget for thrift shopping again. So I’m dropping…