So as you can see, that tan I worked on over the Fourth really stuck around. Psh. Back to translucent I go.
Lately I've been reading a lot of books and thinking a lot of thoughts, and one thing that got kind of stuck in my mind was this little snippet that Tyler Knott Gregson (God how I love him) illuminated for me days ago:
We are half people
and we will stay
until we stop
that have already
And the thing that got me hung me up about this is that I'm pretty sure these wishes of mine are on the huge side but I don't realize what they are. The thing with wishes is that you don't have to work for them. You kind of just cast a line into the waters of the night sky and see if you get a bite. Sometimes ya get a nibble, sometimes ya don't. And the thing that makes them special is they're fleeting. It's why a birthday wish turns into curling smoke or why a star flashes and winks out when it's been claimed. Which means so is the satisfaction. Once you get one you start working on the next one, right? So I wonder what I have but don't realize? Kind of like a hoarder of dreams. The happiness is tucked under some pile of newspapers from 1989 and stack of old AOL cds. And how long am I gonna stay a half person because of it? Hmm.
And this outfit is my most abused one- I mean, how could it not be? I wear it every week. Just once, but it's enough to make me a repeat offender. The pants are actually a wide legged jumpsuit, and I feel like such a babe walking down city blocks with these bad boys flaring around me. One time I was walking to a bar and Jimi Hendrix music was spilling over onto the sidewalk from a house party, and I was just all holy hell, I'm in a movie scene right now. If you see a jumpsuit with flared pants sometime this week I suggest you snap it up; it'll be the best thing you do for your summer :)
JUMPSUIT (worn as pants): Francesca's
HAT: Urban Outfitters
NECKLACE: H&M and Cocorrina