biggest danger of new neighborhood:
running into boys that i just do not want to see again. ever.
no use hiding though.
because, let's be honest, that's a hazard living anywhere in this city.
image via visualize.us
closet not mine. though wishing
it was (along with
those legs. but
that's another story)!
9 comments:
your closet looks so cheery! Isn't it funny how other people's wardrobes always seem so much more exciting than our own?
I feel the exact same way right now.
Sigh. You should have just taken one of the aforementioned rugby players home with you. There wouldn't be such problems with a hunky Australian rugby player at one's side...
Or even if there were, they would be greatly lessened.
Don't fret! And certainly don't hide. Silly boys...
i love this post. and your blog. your thoughts are so REAL.
Love the photo! Hope you can successfully dodge those boys...
Dodge these "boys" and find yourself a man, girl!
so true. there's no hiding. i used to have "danger zones" but they just show up anywhere. or their friends do. so rude!
So true. Such a daunting reality of being a nice young lady with a-holes walking about. LOVING THE PIC!
Ugh, that is no fun.
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