blazer: thrifted blouse: Ann Taylor Loft necklace: thrifted belt: thrifted jeans:thrifted shoes: Call It Spring
Hungring. You know what it is don't you. You know when you're near completely losing sanity, and there's a bear scratching from the inside of your tummy...and then you decide to go grocery shopping. Oh and of course you have no grocery list, you left in haste because of your dire need for food. So you just aimlessly wander the never ending aisles throwing anything that has colorful packaging into your cart. You think to yourself, " You know what, I deserve this!Nay. I need this!" It's not until your parked in the grocery store parking lot wolfing down a package of Lofthouse sugar cookies that you realize the glory of what you have just done. And you think that you could just kiss the awkward little grocer boy that realized your hungring and bagged your Doritos, Oreos and sugar cookies all in one bag. Oh yes, some think of hungring as a plague, but I believe it is the greatest of experiences. I mean there are moments of sheepishness, like when your eating said cookies in your sweats while still parked in the grocery store lot and a pretty, tiny girl walks by and see's you double fisting those decadent glory's, but as the girl passes you just think. "Yeah that's right! I'm awesome!!! And no longer hungry!!" So here's to all the peeps who go hungring. May grocery stores never run out of sweet and salty delights and may our favorite song come on while we eat in our cars!