i don't know about you, but i'm never wrong. like, ever. i jest. or do i? the point is, i made a comment last week that turned out to be wrong, but in this case at least, i'm happy about it! i said farewell to jackets, but mother nature threw a curve ball in the form of a cool, rainy day. i love spring weather, but i also love jackets. and you want to know what i love even more? nice, semi-cool days where a jacket is appropriate - the best of both worlds.
jacket: american eagle, sweater: halston/thrifted, skirt: forever 21, sandals: dr. scholl's, bag: pulp vintage shop
this outfit is nothing spectacular, i know that, but you need something with room to grow when you go out for pancakes, so i went prepared. the main thing i wanted to show you was my bag! suzie from pulp vintage shop and i did a little switcheroo and i'm now the proud new parent of this vintage bag. i couldn't be happier, because if the fabric looks like it could have also been used to make drapes or upholster a sofa, i'm sold.
also, do you guys have a pair or ten of these dr. scholl's exercise sandals? they've been around for decades, and with good reason: they're amazing. they're so comfortable, and they last longer than any shoe i've ever owned. i used to have a pair in white, but who knows what happened to those. then about 7 or 8 years ago i got this pair in tan, and i kid you not, aside from some dirt on the bottom, they look the same now as they did when i took them out of the box, and i've worn them A LOT!
i have to tell you about my day yesterday. i'm not one to wish a day would hurry and end because life is so short, and i never want to lose a single minute. yesterday, however, really went downhill fast. kona and i went out for our regular walk and shortly after chris went up the road to his granny's and kona followed him, like usual. after a few minutes i got a whiff of a skunk, and i knew it was nearby. about that time chris came flying around the corner saying that kona just got sprayed and the skunk was rabid. my animals are my babies, and i can't handle the thought of not being able to snuggle them at all times, but there was no way kona was coming inside until he was clean. i thought i'd let him air out for a while, but i hated not having him beside me, so i found a recipe after some googling that people swear works on dogs that have been sprayed. since kona hates a bath inside, i knew he'd REALLY HATE a bath with the hose. he wasn't so bad at first, but when it came time to rinse, he whined and jerked and ran under the deck where i couldn't get to him and refused to come out. then, when i was looking underneath trying to lure him out, i noticed a dove that had nested near the steps. at first i thought it was hurt, but after calling chris over, we realized that the dove was no longer alive. so then the tears came. and came, and came, and came. i can't handle death. at all. especially an animal's death. so i sat in the yard by myself and just cried. kona finally let me finish rinsing him, and luckily the recipe worked pretty well, so then it was time to bury the dove. we have a little animal graveyard where our yellow lab, cheesecake, is buried, and where we've buried other wild birds that we couldn't save, so we put the dove there and i cried some more. as much as i appreciate every minute i have, i don't want a repeat of yesterday ever again.