Each of these capture a little bit of why I love rain so much.
It just blurs the lines, you know? Makes everything kind of like a dream.
I GOT MY BRACES OFF!
My teeth feel all funny.
And I have to wear retainers that make me talk like Sean Connery on Celebrity Jeopardy.
But anything is better than braces.
And now I can smile properly without feeling vile.
Had to basically scarf down dinner and race out of the house for Brigadoon rehearsal, but not before I snapped some photos. It was just one of those outfit-you-feel-really-awesome-in-and-really-must-capture-on-film days.
crochet top, mom's ~ tee (underneath), gap ~ jeans, pacsun ~ boots, vintage frye ~ necklace, forever 21
I love, love, love this crochet top that I purloined from my mom.
It's from The Gap! When did The Gap stop being so cool?
The fact that I nabbed these boots at a thrift store for under twenty dollars is pretty much the shining accomplishment of my life.
I hope my feet never grow so I can wear them forever.
Of course, what would the perfect drizzly day be without a drizzly day poem?
I wrote this ages ago, in exactly this kind of weather.
written in the aftermath of a rain storm
there is something inexplicably romantic
about the aftermath of an autumn rain storm.
the air is chilly and steely and smells of
damp moss, but it holds a stillness so rarely
seen here, and the only sound for miles is
the slip-crack-drip of meandering drizzle.
how i would love to dance in the mud with you -
or better yet, kiss passionately under a
soggy tree until the sun dazzles again.
(photographs by me are unedited, all other images from weheartit, post title from "wake me up when september ends" by green day)