this shirt. oh, this shirt. i could probably talk about it (or ruche, for that matter)(no, they didn't pay me to say that) for days and days. i think i could wear this shirt three times in a row. oh wait, i did that. i'm not really sure why i put these two things together but hey, do i ever? i think the navy bows are kind of to die for and the buttons on the sleeves my favorite thing ever. i'll just stop now.
at first, when i heard the 30 second preview of taylor's new song (i falsely like to think that because i met her, we are on a first name basis)(humor me please) and realized it was dub step, i freaked out. what was i going to do if i didn't like it!? not only has that never happened but breaking my fandom loyalty?! unheard of. not possible. i was sweating buckets by the time it was finally released at 10pm and... and... i'm hooked. absolutely sold. it's not all dub step, guys! and while i realize the absurdity of taylor swift tampering in such a genre, have you listened to the lyrics!? this album was made for me. i beg of you, just listen to it for what it is if you do. a killer break up song. there you have it.
my writing class has turned me into a nosy snoop. the last "postcard"/50 word story i wrote was based entirely on a conversation i overheard. it earned me an A, but it didn't help my sneaky habits. it just fueled them. in fact, this class so far has made me see almost everything differently and all of the sudden i'm ten times more observant of everything around me. at first it was about an assignment and now i'm realizing just how much there is to see when you're really looking. i've seen beer bellies of old men wearing only suspenders with a santa beard, girls on the bus applying their bronzer (IN PUBLIC), middle aged women in my classes carting their children to classes because they want to get a better paying job than a secretarial position downtown (we're friends now- i always befriend the moms somehow), and frat boys on twitter. i'm learning.
i hope you all can get used to train tracks. at the moment, they're the best my tripod and i can do to keep out of public's eye. will there come a time when i can take pictures in public with my tripod? of that i am certain absolutely not. never. one of these days i will explore and locate more secluded spots but for now the train tracks on my way home are the golden ticket to frequent posts.
top: Ruche // skirt: Francessca's Collections // shoes: Urban Outfitters