So my day started off with me and my dad making fun of midgets and third graders (we are terrible, terrible people but we will make you laugh anyway) which was awesome and it only got better from there. Oh yes bitches. Start sending the hatemail and assassins, the thrift gods have shined on me today.
Four Words:
Black. Lace. Poof. Skirt.
THE SKIRT TO END ALL SKIRTS, Lace Blouse, White Flutter Blouse, Helmut Lang-ish Black Cinched Shirt, Floral Denim Elastic Waist Pants...The whopping total.... $3
No need for words.
Other than, three of these peices are for two other bloggers. What can I say, I am just that generous.
But you can make damn sure I'm keeping the skirt.
(I got them at G-ma's. Hi Kristen!)
Edit:
Tavi: HOW DID YOU THRIFT PRADA??? WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE??? SOUL TANGGG??
I love you, you weirdo. xD I don't know what you're complaining about, I'm shopping for you too.... And I think I'm Jesus, fyi...
