What dreams are made of

People  people, if you don't own a pair of polka dot jeans, something is terribly wrong in your life.

That being said, I guess my life was pretty terrible until 3 days ago! But now? It's pure heaven and sunshine and lollipops. Everyday I go bathe in frosting, frolic in peony fields and feast on bacon and ham and cheese and bread and cheesy bread.

And then I don't fit in my jeans anymore.

But anyway! I'll probably keep these jeans even if they don't fit ever again. Because when you find 70 dollar jeans for 12 bucks, you're keepin those babies forever. And i mean FOREVAH. Or something hiperstish like that. I'm seeing tea cozies and wall tapestries in the future for these suckers...

(ps: they are from heaven i mean Gap. Same deal.)

This Little Piggie...

Word on the street is that people like my, this little piggie and o-negative awesomeness post from June.I never actually thought anyone liked it because I didn't really get any response on it, until 6 months later. I the reason they like it is because there is a really awkward picture of my self. But anyway, as a special treat for those of you who like it, I went back and took out all the enormous spaces so it is a little easier for you to read.  

Go check it out!

And one last thing: 

I. want. these. bad.