from feathers to flowers

ATTENTION CHICKADEES & CHICKADUDES, I HAVE A CONFESSION TO MAKE.. I have committed a terrible crime, in my book at least. What?! What is this terrible crime she has committed?! I shall tell you, shamefully. I have committed the crime of being an OUTFIT REPEATER. Oh me, oh my. How could she do such a thing?! But please, before you judge me, please know that although I've repeated an outfit, I added a lovely headpiece to "change it up a bit". So technically, I partially outfit repeated. 

DO YOU LIKE IT UP UP UP? OR..

So, if you've taken the time to bore yourself by reading my last post, you would know that I'm wearing that sequined zebra vest I spoke about. Yes. Look at it in all it's glory. Makes ya wish all zebras were rose gold, ivory, and lustrous, right? Glad you agree. Moving on. Yesterday was a day required an outfit that could easily go from day to night and because I was in a rush, I threw on the first outfit I spotted rolled up in a ball, thrown carelessly onto my floor. 

You may be wondering why I am showing you two pictures with alternate hairstyles. 'CAUSE I LOVE MYSELF, THATS WHY. As you can see in picture numero uno, I've released my mane; ya know to go with the whole jungle theme. Until, I realized that my afrotastic look would in fact, catalyze my premeditated heatstroke (due to the 'excessive' layering and 110 degree weather). Which lead to me piling that beast atop my head (see picure dos). THIS, THIS IS WHAT WE CALL "CAUSE & EFFECT", KIDS. AND BOY WAS I HAPPY I THOUGHT OF THIS BEFOREHAND, 'cause I was running throughout the streets & subway stations of Manhattan trying to be on time for my 9 o' clock reservation at Serendipity.

DOWN DOWN DOWN?
Anthropologie headband, Free People dress & slip, H&M Against Aids vest.

Which leads me to say, don't eat there. Really. Because as if I wasn't frantic enough, the menu is about 3 feet high and has little doodles scattered about, in between the scripty, indecipherable lettering that listed dozens of meals, drinks, and desserts- none of which I found appetizing. I am rather disappointed about this. Not because the only food I consumed all day was 3 pieces of VeggieBooty that my generous coworker offered me, but because in the midst of me running wildly from place to place as I often do, MY COOPERATIVE FLATFORMS BROKE. NO FREAKIN' JOKE DUDE.  

*cue a moment of silence* 

I think this was their way of rebelling against me after we didn't snap a detail shot of them, but honestly how many times do they want to be in the spotlight? GOSH. I mean, I wear them so often that I'm surprised they're not apart of my feet by now. Maybe that's why they broke.

It's okay though, because tomorrow they're taking a trip to the shoe repair man. Hallelujah!

Anyway, before I go watch Jerseylicious, (I'm secretly addicted. Though it's not so much of a secret anymore) I leave you with a beautiful photograph of a small portion of the Serendipity menu. Admire it. Adore it. Just don't try to read it, it's like reading Bangladesh (unless you happen to know how to read Bangladesh..)

Hope you all had a lovely weekend!

Kissies.