Ya’ll. I woke up this morning and literally flew out of bed, yelling “SNOW!!!!!!!” at Tallulah. Couldn’t even make out a full sentence. I ran around my teeny tiny apartment, unsure of what to do first. Hot chocolate? Christmas movie? Brush my teeth? Going out in it was never part of the options. My apartment building is pretty tall, so we watched the GINORMOUS snow flakes fluttering about the sky, as my Christmas lights twinkled atop the window. It only got better as the snow fell behind our holiday-ready Christmas Flamingos. Truly, a beautiful sight.
And then, there was brunch! I bought this sweater sweatshirt (it’s really in between both, so call it what you like) at a J.Crew sale during OU Texas weekend, on a day SO warm that I wouldn’t even allow myself to look in a mirror. As I tried to remove my crimson leather shorts (it was supposed to be chilly), the humidity and heat combined to give me a Ross Gellar leather pants moment. I poured sweat that afternoon like a small town football player during two a days. Slightly different from today’s weather…
As I was searching for a comfortable, cozy brunch outfit, to saddle up by the Flint fire with Sunday afternoon football in front of me – this little gem called my name. What’s even more lovable, is that the crumb-catcher colonial-style collar is actually attached! A miracle maker for a girl who loves the layered look, but is too petite to actually layer THAT much.
Bling on the cold.
It’s a marshmallow world in the winter…
These boots have a great story behind them.
Just a lazy Sunday at the Colcord