I drank the river, swallowing her every tear

You may be looking at this photo & thinking, "SPRING IS HERE, HOLLA!" But just hold your little springtime horses!! The fact that I am indeed wearing cut off shorts is not to say it's springtime, but rather to say that I am so eager for the sun's warm rays & to not have to wear pants, that I will indeed suffer the cold in order to do so. As I was leaving the movie theater tonight (where I saw "Jane Eyre" - excellently depressing), little white snowflakes were drifting down to tickle my nose and tangle themselves through my hair. Oh! how I adore thee, Minnesota.



Anyways, I wore this yesterday to class. It was cold. I won't bother saying anything more about the weather as I'm sure many people clicked away after my very obnoxious opening sentence.


These shorts are from pants that were my sister's. They don't fit me in the waist (they're a size 5), but with a belt, they'll suffice. I don't believe I actually asked my sister before cutting them, so hopefully she's okay with it/doesn't notice.


Moses sighting! My clumsy little puppy was getting up to no good in the "garden" (read: the muddy part of the yard which is too dead & cold for even weeds to grow in) so I pulled him aside for some photos. He was actually feeling obedient today & was very nicely "sitting" and "staying" for a good 4 minutes before running off into the neighbour's yard. He does this because he knows I'll yell at him like crazy, finally give up, and give him a biscuit to go back inside. And furthermore, he knows I won't be angry at him because he's just too damned cute.


I snagged this belt from my pop's closet. I'm pretty sure he's had it since I was 5 & surprisingly this is the first time I've worn it. It wraps around my body nearly twice, but look! There's a weird bird/swan/goose/egret thing within the tribal print! Obviously juxtaposes with the sword-through-the-skull quite nicely.




This jacket is from my mum's closet. She's had it since she was pregnant with either me or my older sister, meaning it's possibly 22 years old. I know how much you kids dig vintage, so I threw this in to please the masses. Both of my 'rents are big fans of the whole "tribal print" trend.

I've just realised that this outfit is very family oriented. The pants were my sister's, the belt is my father's, the jacket is my mother's. Even my precious puppy made an appearance today. If I had made this connection before, I would've worn my cat as a very furry hat.



And since I know all you hipsters are dying to know about my cool new moccasins, they were a product of shopping with my father. Not only do my parents love tribal print, but they're also borderline obsessed with moccasins and anything "native." I've pretty much always owned a pair of moccasins growing up, so it was only natural that my pops snatched these from the sale section of DSW and demanded I buy them for myself (yeah, he didn't even offer to pay).

I will end this with another photo of my number one boy. Don't you just want to pinch those chubby little cheeks?!



Yeah, Moses is completely unamused by me. As are most men.