Ms. Warner Corner,
What a swell shopping time at the Williamsburg Beacon's that was. Until my blood sugar dropped and I realized I was literally walking in a circle staring at a book filled with pictures of objects that looked like Jesus. Stalactite Jesus. Coffee ground Jesus. Jelly bean Jesus. Lamb burger with cucumber dill yogurt on a brioche bun Jesus.
Good thing I always carry a sampling of fruits and nuts in my nap sack. Nap snack.
Back to business.
Ashley is a photo genius (ashleymacknica.com) and she managed to make my sleepy cold self look like I was vacationing on a rooftop in Belize:
(Remember how pretty the top of my building looked until you would glance behind you and see dog poo strewn around? I feel like a den mom living in this building sometimes, telling the campers to put their toys away. And by toys I mean cigarette butt filled beer cans and feces. Kids.)
I really love how my outfit turned out. Simple statement pieces that are all interesting on their own but as an outfit look clean and put together. I'm wearing a lace body suit by Jill Stuart underneath the flowy top. Like a Fly Girl going on a date to Peter Luger's. Boowwwchiccawowow.
Oh how I miss working at the Park Slope Beacon's. Besides working next to my closest friendlies, I have found so many gems to the max. Evidence:
I realized pants are hard to photograph. They just look like crumpled up children's leggings.
In other news, I have our costumes for next Halloween ready in my mind:
Fly Girl Pirates. J Lo is so sassy!
See you at Christine's, I'm bringing another pie. Sweet potato graham cracker crust marshmallow meringue. Fatty fatty winter Yazzy is baaaacccckkkkk.