Western Dress c/o Levi's, Olive Nottingham Sweater c/o For Elyse, Lattice Shaping Tights c/o Silkies, Forever 21 Brown Wrap Coat, Stars Duffel Bag c/o Surfdome, Black Combat Boots c/o LuLu*s
I've had one too many slices of coconut custard pie today. I fell asleep last night cuddling an empty plate, upon which a slice once sat, but not for very long. I woke up, had breakfast, then helped myself to another slice. Then I ended lunch in a similar fashion. Then...then those afternoon hangry feelings came about and as I made my way down to the kitchen the pie was all like "I've been waiting for you." Is this what true love feels like?