Love Story 2: This Time It's Personal

This is the sequel to the first Love Story post.

So yeah, that movie is such a downer, but oh my goodness, that woman knew how to dress.  She looked flawless in everything and I can't help but lust after tartan, ribbed turtlenecks and anything wool in the weeks that follow.

I am excessively influenced by movies and tv shows I see, apparently.  It seems like every post I'm blathering away about the inspiration I got from some form of media.  However, it's important to point out that the shows or movies that influence me are usually older.  I don't watch The Office and want to dress like Pam in sensible shoes or Phyllis with her sweater sets.

So it is super overcast and spooky and chilly and wonderful out right now and I was hoping to take pictures out front to capture some of that this morning.  I went outside and started setting stuff up, like moving my trash cans and putting my camera on the tripod, nothing out of the ordinary, when I looked to my left and noticed a guy on the sidewalk across the street just standing there facing me.  He didn't move or seem to care that I noticed him staring.  He just stood there facing me.  I decided I would wait for him to continue on and went about picking some of the dead leaves off my potted plants out there.  After what felt like an eternity, or at least two solid minutes, he still hadn't moved so I grabbed my stuff and went inside.

So backyard photos it is.  I can handle casual inquisitive glances from passerbys but that guy was just standing there.  I can't deal with something like that, that was just strange and awkward.

Tank Top: Lucky Brand

Button Up: H&M

Skirt: Urban Outfitters (Urban Renewal)

Shoes: Lucky Brand

Sun Glasses: Ray Bans

It's time for a stupid new feature I want to add ever so often... Words I Hate Wednesday!

Today's word I hate is "panties."  I don't know why it bothers me, but it does.  It makes my skin crawl and sends shivers up my spine.  More often than not, upon hearing the word spoken, I emit a perfunctory "blech!"

I worked at Victoria's Secret for a while back in undergrad, and I would always refer to the... the... you know the word... as undies and the manager would scream through the headset at me "PAAAAANTIES! Never... NEVER... let me hear you calling them "undies" AGAIN!  AM I CLEAR?!"

Eeesh.

Also, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you and a THANK YOU for all of the wonderful 'squito bite advice.  There were so many great tips that I am actually excited about getting a new bite so I can try them out... ok, maybe excited is an overstatement, but still!  I have to go to the store today to get a few recommended products, also.  I took a whole bunch of Benadryl before bed last night and this morning I woke up to find the biggest, meanest, angriest one had significantly shrunk!  That never happens, a mosquito bite is a month long endeavor for me usually!

Hooray!  Have great days anyone who sees this!