As a result, I'm blonde again. And wearing ridiculously bright pants.
I even learned how to curl my hair (thanks to the sweet stylist who dyed my hair).
Am I the only one who can never make her hair smell nearly as good as it does once she leaves the salon?
P.S. I know you're jealous of my super sweet shoe storage (alliteration, whaaaat!?). We have no "mud room," so I had to improvise.
Sweater: Sonoma via Kohl's
Mint Jeans: American Eagle
Boots: Madden Girl (yeah, did you know that brand existed?)
Coat: Pac Sun (it's really not that short; I just got all discombobulated.)
I have nothing better for you tonight because the meds make me a little woozy, and I must figure out how to grade papers woozily. Everyone gets an A! Wahooooo!