Today is the kind of day that makes me wish for airbrushing.
Or at the very least gobs of shiny lipgloss and earrings that glint, vaseline smeared liberally across the lens of anybody that dares look at me.
Today is the kind of day that makes me wish for a best side, a profile, when honestly? Today my best side feels as if it may well be my feet. And so it is that today I wish I had these shoes because they are cheap and they are awesome, (a little like yours truly). But even at cheap they are above my spending hiatus, so if you buy them please don't tell me. Or get me a pair, too, size 7.5; as with everything, they'd look super cute with jeans.
But then there's this: I’m not afraid to get sand on my tuxedo, if you’re not afraid to let the wind mess your hair up a little bit when I take the top down. Jesus Christ, the Day just doesn't get any Humpier than this. (I call dibs on dressing up as the mustachioed guy in the blue-checkered sweater for Halloween!)
So please, lick the vaseline off the lens here and enjoy your Wednesday.