As you may have guessed from the aforementioned word vomit, Steven and I opted to go to Mass on Saturday evening so that we could skip the whole lost hour bit as much as we possibly could. Yet the dogs still managed to get us up at 5:00am (which was really 4:00). We went to a different church last night as we've been toying with changing parishes. We didn't feel like it was all that much better than our old parish so we're still on the look out. Next week we're going to the new church in town that offers latin Mass. Veil up! (I've been watching too much How I Met Your Mother.)
Lastly, I opted to wear Blue and White as Duke and North Carolina played last night. GTHC!! Go Duke!
|Whoops! I didn't mean for this one to make the final cut.|
Oh well, can't be unseen now.
|Heels are hard.|
|Jack was causing trouble.|
|That'll do Donkey.|
The down and dirty:
Shirt: BCBG via Savers (thrift store)
Cami that doesn't match pants: Forever 21 years ago
Shoes: Jessica Simpson hand me downs from my sister
Big hair: Compliments of the thunderstorm.
That's all I got, folks. Head to FLAP for more.