Where have you been all my life?

I went to Dennys for the first time in a looooong time this weekend. Curly Fries! Aaaaaand...A FLASHING GLASS! TO TAKE HOME! FOR $5! It's 100 times better in real life than in these photos. Something about flashing lights that seem to suck me in...

How many horsey jumpers does a girl need?

Does she need two? Because she already has one. But she really wants this one too. Her one is white. This one is grey marle. Hmmm...

more new things!

I got mail, and in that mail I got rings. I've always wanted heaps and heaps of rings. And eventually, I did get heaps and heaps of rings. But then I wore them all at the same time and just felt like a cheap Abbey Lee knock off, which was annoying and not me. So I began to search for cool small rings. And now (including one not pictured) I have three - perfect.


My new ring collection also has a cool animal theme which is kind of neat. It's taking me a little bit of time to get use to the whole pinky ring business...I feel like a mafioso (who likes dolphins) which is very awesome.

Here are actual pictures of the rings instead of a vain photobooth one.


DOLPHIN! There is something very nostalgic and 90s about dolphins that I can't quite let go of. Still hunting for these.


Zoe & Morgan snake eternity ring, which you've seen before.

Smells like teen sprit...

...or lumberjack spirit. Ok, so I like plaid shirts. I have six (count them) three of which are flannel...is this bad? I mean how many oversized plaid shirts does a 23-year-old need? Certainly not 6! But I love them! But do they make me look like a grumpy little teenager? I don't even really know when this all happened. Only when I finally tidied my apartment today and thought it'd be a good and useful idea to put all the plaid in a row did I notice this potential problem...But in my mind an Angela Chase/mountain lifestyle vibe never hurt anyone.

The woman who lived in a shoe...

So I have a wee bit of a problem. I'm a shopaholic. I'm not joking. At all. See below photo as proof (p.s. those little new buddies of mine will make it five, yes FIVE, pairs of shoes from the same place in 1 MONTH!) Ok even THAT was a bit extreme for me. Also not a good thing that I have a staff account at work too...
But here's the thing, while my shopping can get slightly out of control at times, my wardrobe is totally going bonkers - and I only wear about two thirds of it. I KEEP EVERYTHING! I can't let that pretty top I loved when I was 17 go (x10 or so). THAT is my problem. Hoarder at 23, awesome. Do I smell a long weekend project? Trash bags and TradeMe watch out.

Giving blogs titles is pretty annoying sometimes

So along side a grown-up bag, another thing I believe you need to become a real adult is a real watch. A serious watch, you know a Tag or a Tissot even a Cartier if you're feeling a little flush (l.o.l. sigh). But I'm talking about some serious metal, NOT some serious bling. Despite this I'm thinking about purchasing a lovely plastic watch from one of the fine chain-stores we have on offer. Yes it is plastic, yes it is $19.99 but it is at least grown-up looking...ish. Because let's all be honest, I want to be a grown-up (or at least appear to be one) I don't have quite enough bones for the Cartier of my dreams, and at the moment the only watch I have to work with does this:


'Nuf said.