i forgot to take my picture at home so cory snapped it for me on the ferry on the way to mom and dad's.
for some reason, i posed for all my pics by lifting my left arm to show off my sweaty pit. why? i don't know. i need to install photoshop on this computer so i can airbrush that crap out!
vintage ascot tie poly blouse: burien goodwill
vintage plaid wool vest: burien goodwill
wide leg pants: anthropologie
rocket dog mary janes: burien goodwill
brown scalloped socks: anthropologie
antique pocket watch and cheapo chain: older than the hills
dragon cane: fashionablecanes.com (just in case someone is in the market for support...)
cory and i were amused by the stupid signs on the ferry. usually i just sit in my car for the trip but today i needed coffee so we ventured up to the passenger deck. i'm glad we did.
the people in these lifeboats look way happier than i would be if i was forced to abandon ship. maybe next time they should shell out the cash to hire actors. at the very least, they should've told people not to smile and wave at the camera.
poverty makes no sense. gang violence makes no sense. hell, even low-rise jeans for toddlers leave me scratching my head. but bags without people? how about, "paying someone to come up with a homeland security psa this moronic makes no sense." i could get behind that!
cory was amused by this arrow.
i didn't get it until i cocked my head. what's a "yiv" anyway?
i'm exhausted so i'll post the turkey pics tomorrow. i hope eveyone had a lovely thanksgiving!

1 comment:
Hahah! YIV!
Thank you for that annoying homeland security piece of crap message. Doesn't the phrase "Homeland Security" evoke images of 1930's Germany? God Almighty!
You look like a million buck, dolly! Love that you got Anthropologie with good will! Rock it, sister!
Love you, sugar plum.
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