In a far, far away land named 5pm, there lived a happy girl...
I
am convinced that Friday minutes are not equivalent to the minutes that
make up the other six days of the week. Friday minutes crawl along at a
painstakingly slow pace and 5pm always seems like a number so far in
the distance it is seemingly unattainable. I swear those minutes I keep
checking on the clock are not progressing at normal speed. I read
somewhere recently how everyone is always excited for Fridays and thinks
it will be a really good day, while everyone undoubtedly hates Mondays
and thinks it will be a terrible day. Makes sense to me. It turned out
in the study though, more people actually have bad Fridays, while Mondays are
usually pretty easy and bearable. Its all about your mindset people!
Outfits Details:
Shoes: Vintage/ thrifted
Sweater: GAP/ thrifted
Bracelets: The Plaid Barn
Socks: Target
I'll be honest with your guys, my mindset is pretty grumpy on this particular Friday, and try as I may I cannot seem to shake it. I downed a delicious vanilla latte and a maple blueberry scone hoping to ease away the gloom, which did help for a good hour and a half, but their novelty (read: their sugar and caffeine) has since worn off.
The reason for all of this gloom is because Colorado decided to be in summer mode last weekend, then had approximately three beautiful days of fall, and then headed straight into winter yesterday. It was in the 30s all day, and I woke up to the trees outside my bedroom adorned with a white layer of snow on them this morning. Snow is simply not acceptable to me right now. Snow is only acceptable after Halloween, and if and only if it meets the following criteria:
1. It cancels something that I didn't want do.
2. I do not need to leave my house.
3. I have a mass supply of delicious food already stored in the cupboard.
1. It cancels something that I didn't want do.
2. I do not need to leave my house.
3. I have a mass supply of delicious food already stored in the cupboard.
These photos now feel a little deceptive to me, as they were taken this Sunday on a nice 85 degree bike ride to the park. I was angry that I had SOCKS on because it was so hot out. Yup, be careful what you wish for! Anyway, its not all bad. I am snuggled into my desk in fuzzy parka, scarf, and lined tights which are quite warm and comfy, and I have a fun weekend ahead of me! I hope to see a good friend in Denver I haven't seen in way too long for Brunch, go on a vintage haul for my shop, and my parents arrive on Sunday! My mom is even bringing a whole bag of vintage she found while thrifting for me, hooray!
So, I will leave you guys on that happy note.
xo Hannah
