WWD: Goodwill Hunting

First things first, DO NOT spoil Project Runway for me. I haven't seen the end of it yet.
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Secondly, DO NOT look too closely at my hurr. I was supposed to get it done a coupla weeks ago and had to reschedule, so my roots are S-C-A-R-Y. It's a good thing my appointment is tomorrow, cuz I'm fresh out of Moroccan Oil. That is cutting things waaaay too close, if you ask me.

Now that we got THOSE items out of the way, let's talk about me. Wait, that didn't come out right. Let's talk about me and my shadow? Me, myself and I? No no no no nooooo, let's talk about sex, bay-beeeee. KIDDING! Sometimes I like to morph into Salt n Pepa. I'm morph-tastic like dat. I'm also quite humble.

Okay, this post is getting ridiculous. REDICULOUS even. Let's just say that I scored the vintage blouse I'm wearing at my new favorite Goodwill, the one I'm taking Natty Lite to on Sunday, and the one in which I did NOT get the peacock colored, embroidered short shawl and which is of course GONE NOW and which I am kicking myself for. What. Da. HAIL, self? Are you INTHANE?!!!! Yeth, apparently you urr.

Sooooo, grey kimono sweater is a Boden scored a la garage sale, dark flares from Old Naaaaavyyyy (I can't help but type it like that every time - my apologies)...

I'm so pensive here. Or so dorky.

I can't believe it's a half-way decent photo of me smiling. DANG, my bangs need to be cut. It's like The Shaggy D.A. all up in hurr.

Jewreys? Owl necklathe, garage sale; tassle chain, thrift; other, F21? Maybe? Gold ring, Charming Charlie's. Dude, if you haven't been to Charming Charlie's yet, GO. It's overwhelming the amount of cheap costume jewelry they have.

On that note, I wish you a happy weekend and bid you ADIEU.

Merci!
Shan