Haiku Ambulance | ☞ {an historical tour de force, grilled to perfection}
Watermelon Sugar
Boy, this morning was a tough one. I just could not get it together for the life of me.
At least I had a loud necklace to save me from my fail-safe, über neutral, black-, tan-, and grey-wearing ways.
I’m ready to go home and eat an obscene amount of BBQ beef tips.
It’s gonna be ridiculous.
Bottom Up:
Bandolino flats: Thrifted
(If I haven’t mentioned it yet, these are awesome.)
Black skinnies: No idea
(These may be one of the oldest (to me) things in my closet. They have not one functioning belt loop.)
Tee: Target
Cardigan: Thrifted Target
Necklace: Thrifted
(I think some one made it. Well, I think someone put some beads on a bandana and then donated it to the thrift store.)
Man, that BBQ sounds delicious.
