
Imagine how many pens would avoid confiscation while paying tabs at bars if they looked like THIS!
Well, not really, I’d probably be more tempted to take it if they looked like this.
And I know it’s a fan, yeesh.

Imagine how many pens would avoid confiscation while paying tabs at bars if they looked like THIS!
Well, not really, I’d probably be more tempted to take it if they looked like this.
And I know it’s a fan, yeesh.

Wendy’s Monday, and I just hate her so much.

Edward Hopper’s New York Theater is probably one of the strongest compositions I’ve seen in awhile. The lighting, the perspective, the T-strap shoes on this usherette?! I mean, come on, this is good stuff!
I think my favorite moment of this work is how perfectly the tuxedo line of her outfit matches the rich hue of the curtain. But then, I always applaud myself when I nonchalantly match my nail color to whatever I find on sale at J.Crew Factory, so…
…it’s the little things.

When I suggest a brunch spot known for chicken and waffles, even my dog is grateful.
Let the parade begin.

Oh good, Wednesday. The day of the week where seconds melt like years, and Friday seems like a solid eternity away.

I love a good nonchalant gaze while dressed up in crepe.