get your Monday socks on and get out there

It's finally happened.  I've run out of things to say.  Really.  I've been trying to write this blog post for almost 24 hours already.  And this is all I have come up with: lamenting my lack of inspiration.  Not especially original, is it?  

Let's talk about my shoes, how about.  Nice, hey?  I think so.  I picked these babies up to the tune of 8 dollars.  Thrifted, yes.  Vintage, yes.  New?  Yes, actually, they were new (as in never worn) until I put them on my pretty little feet and took them out for a stroll.  

In other news, look: a hairband.  Fetching, isn't it?  I have decided that fetching will be my word du jour.  Like today, I don't feel especially fetching.  I just woke up from a nap.  And I feel decidedly blah.  The next photo was taken at the park.  And yes, that is a child's cup I am drinking from.  

Alright, I'm off.  Now you, go get your Monday socks on and get out there and play.* It's sunny outside and still summer for a few more precious hours.  Unless it's raining where you live.  In which case I recommend a nap (in your Sunday socks, of course).

outfit details:

jacket, danier: $300

shirt, from a friend of a friend

jeans, romeo and julliet couture via winners: $5

hairband, smart set: $3

bracelet, tiffany's: gift from husband

shoes, vintage thrifed: $8

watch: my husband's

ring, smart set: $3

heart: kimberellie

*my son has day of the week socks.  I'm a little envious of them, I admit it.