I really like this tweed jumper and wanted to post it before it gets too off season. Then again these Utah marches are insane and I can wear my wool peacoat and a sheer white skirt in the same week.
blouse: thrifted, jumper: Plato's Closet, leggings: Target, shoes: Thrift Town, Hairpiece: made it
Charlie, the dog that lives at Ryan's Parents' house, ran away. for like the jillionth time. Listen how retarded this dog is: he's been living with them for like 5 years and still leaves poop all over the house....so he wears a diaper....actually, it's a pad strapped on with fabric. sooo gross. Then, every time someone opens he door anywhere he darts for it, even though he's tiny, pathetic, wimpy, and completely incapable of even going to the proverbial bathroom on his own, and there is no way he could hope to last outside of this house. This day, (I'm behind) Charlie disappeared while we were the only ones home, so we had to scour the neighborhood for him. I did not miss him. but I felt really bad for the people who like him so we looked. He's sitting right next to me as I wright this, making disgusting little noises with his disgusting little face. uughhhhh.
I am not an animal hater. In fact, I was convinced I would be a zoologist for the better half of my childhood and I always wanted 10 pets at a time. I am an animal person for sure. I just hate Charlie.