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Blazer: H&M// Button Up: Converse (Target)// Cardigan: Aerie// Pants: H&M// Boots: Gianni Bini (eBay)

No, I don't have lice, I just have no idea what to do with my hands, ever; I mean I'm already setting up a self timer on my camera (aka iPhone) and trying to get a shot without a tree growing out of my head (mission 2: failed). On top of everything I just like to sleep and most the time these photos are taken in a haste, so that's why there's a tree growing out of my head and i'm pretending I have lice. 

In other news, I witnessed the sweetest thing ever this morning. A little man-toddler and his mom were walking into my building and the little man ran in front of his mom and I, said, "I'm the man!" and held the door open. I coo'ed and awe'd and almost cried. I should get back on birth control immediately. NO ONE COME NEAR ME. I don't even like the idea of having kids that much, but when they do little real people things like open doors and wear little ties I just can't help but stop everything, curl up in a ball, and cry. If a little, real-person boy could change my car oil and rotate my tires, I'd probably be insane. Once (about 3 years ago) I was at Target and heard two babies giggling simultaneously and my ovaries went cray-zy. They were jumping around, knockin' shit over... yes, my ovaries.

Speaking of which, I had my annual yesterday and if I can't talk about it on my blog then I don't know why I have a blog. I will talk about my vagina here! I WILL. Firstly, my employer hasn't switched over yet, so I'm STILL paying for birth control (RUDE AS HELL), but my visit was free, so that's cool, I guess (still pissed about the BC though). I like my lady-part maintenance being a given, for real. My gyno also made a few "small" jokes whilst poking around; I love my doctor and the fact that if I laugh and the metal junk falls out my personal junk, it's her fault.

And it's Friday! See you all in December (OV VEY!).

Best-

Amber