2.9.09
rescue me!
Ooooh, I thought I was being so sneaky when I dug this shirt out of my boyfriend's dresser this morning. He never even wears it! And what's it doing all balled up in this drawer and not hanging up with the rest of his button-ups?? Clearly, it was absolutely begging to be rescued. And by rescued, I mean blatantly, shamelessly stolen.
Turns out, this beaut actually belongs to his lovely lady housemate Amy. Hey, these things happen when five people spend the summer living together in a dark, cozy basement apartment. I'll be returning the shirt tomorrow, but what a day we had! Anyways, it's ok. I got my favorite boots fixed AND they've stopped giving me blisters. And besides, Alex has got a whole closet full of other shirts just waiting to be, er...rescued.
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The shirt is so beautiful ! Love the colors :)
The boots are HUGE love plus the canvas bag !
Simple yet classic and chic <3
Added you to my blogroll,hope you don't mind
That shirt is so cute! Nicely recused! Heheh.
Love the shoes as well!
thief! robber! pirate! for shame on your name.
actually I think daylight robbery is allowed when it makes the thief look as good as this.
Those boots are killin' me, woman!
I'm in love with those boots. So glad they're working out for you now!
BOOTS!
Lol, you have the best totes. <3
where did you get your jeans?
I love the shirt and the boots, but I'm esp crazy about that motherboy tote! Arrested Development + heavy metal reference all in one!
Love the boots! They remind me of an understated Chole version.
xx,CC
Those boots!! I love, I love.
And the colors of that shirt are amazing. Definitely worth rescuing.
Well someone has to wear that shirt right? You done good!
i've come back to this post a few times than i'd like to admit just to gawk at your boots. they're beautiful...
These boots are just amazing. I'm in love!
Those boots are freakin amazing!! I have shamelessly knicked a boyfriend's roommate's underpants in a pinch. I was going to return them, but then we broke up, and I was like, "There is no way I'm going back there with this girl's underwear in my hands." ... and there was definitely no way to sneak in through the window and stuff them in her drawer. And mailing? Too creepy. Casualty of war, I guess...
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