the dresses are back in black and peter pan collars

alright, everyone. i figured out my dress problem. it's not that i fell out of love completely with dresses. no, that's not it. because i realized if anything, wearing this dress made me realize i'm not done with them and they are still my best friends. and then i went to salt like city and found the fall dress of my dreams. and most recently, saved my giftcards for THIS dress. it's safe to say that it wasn't that i wasn't feeling emotionally connected to my dresses anymore, just that what i want out of a dress has changed (ha, read between the lines here please). no more crazy patterns, please. no more empire awkward fitting waists that make me look like a teen mom. i'm not sure what this means for my closet (sophie? any of you?) but i'm going to have to purge soon. regardless, i'm just happy to say that i've got my dress mojo back.

there's this guy in my class that has complimented my Hunter rain boots all three times i've worn them to class. and here's the problem. i'm positive he is straight (all it takes is looking at his cargo pants and nike dunks)(wait, maggie, what kind of guy are you going for here!?!?!) but what i don't know is how long i have to wait before i can reply with, "so when are we getting coffee after class?". seriously, i'm awful at this. my strategy at the moment seems to be wearing my red rain boots and making sure i shower that morning. advice is welcome.

during my homework free weekend, i spent an entire day in bed doing HTML and crocheting and then another entire day outside taking pictures. if i didn't love montana before, it's official. i voyaged into the wilderness to find a park i had read about online. at first the massive crowds of joggers, bikers, family walkers, and children freaked me out. if i was at home, i would have gotten the inquisitive stink eye from each and every passerby. but missoula! oh missoula. every single person smiled at me with my camera and ridiculously impractical outfit for hanging out in the woods. several stopped and asked if they wanted to take a picture of us and several stopped to ask about our photography. no second guessing, no questioning our sanity. no! they thought we were awesome. it was fantastic. in missoula, it's perfectly normal to do obscene things for the sake of getting a good picture.

p.s. thank you to shelby for taking these lovely pictures! meeting people from the internest is becoming an addiction? she posted more pictures of me over there!

dress: Ruche // tights: target // shoes: Urban Outfitters