Wednesday, July 24, 2013

On Drunken Impulses

Let us play a little game I like to call, Look What I  Just Bought slash Let Me Rub My Recent Purchases Profusely In Your Clearly Non-Visible Face.

Let's get started!


This week I purchased a pair of boots at 2:04 am one fine Sunday morning. I'm proud to pronounce that if was not a reflex of drunken or explicit spontaneity, but much rather one of which involving extensive researching extending over the course of narrowly 6 months; only to culminate to an extreme point in which indulgence ,want and a mother's willing contribution aligned in proving viable.

They were on sale too, so that never hurts...

I know what, you're thinking. I had noooo idea you were sucha' emo Balenciaga-inspired badass. But sue me. They were on semi-serious sale and I was on an early bird adrenaline high after an evening comprised of really god thai food following an adventure through Nordstrom's summer sale bash.

What's a girl to do? 

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