Showing posts with label crossed fingers. Show all posts
Showing posts with label crossed fingers. Show all posts

Thursday, September 5, 2013

Plus Brands, Please Take Note

I just want eyes on all of my clothes, partially to channel my inner Night Vale, and partially because, come on.
Look at what Kenzo did.
Make it happen in a size fat, please.
(Pictures link to places where you can put them in your closet if you've the cash and the body.)



Saturday, April 13, 2013

Just a Bit Shady

Casey and I wandered all around town on Thursday. We each got a haircut (I desperately needed a trim), talked to someone about maybepossiblyhopefully getting a job (how many appendages can I cross at once?), and did our usual farmer's market thing. Just with more delicious tacos from our usual papusa place.
We did discover this mini mall, which was finally open when we were around, and decided to check it out. There are shops in the absolute very front, but once you pass that little area, it's absolutely deserted, and maybe more than a bit creepy. I love it, though. I love places like that are maybe a bit shady, perhaps a bit grotty, and full of mediocre-quality things that are only a dollar.