Black wrap tank top, blue jeans (Value Village), white studded purse (Value Village), beige canvas wedges (Old Navy).
CRAVING FRIED PICKLES. They are fabulous. Eating them has radically altered my whole perspective on life. I have found the meaning of life. Mmm Fried Pickles. In other embarassing news, I am ashamed to say that I am actually very excited for Season 2 of Jersey Shore to begin. It's terrible, mindless entertainment and nothing good can come from it. But when I'm bored off my ass at work waiting for the clock to say 8:30, I watch it online. I know. Shame on me. And this is why I make minimum wage.
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