Sister Missionary Style | Pink Collared Shirt Saga Part 3
Evenin’ Ladies ‘n’ Gents!
I am proud to present my latest installment of the Pink Collared Shirt Saga. Drum roll please. I can’t remember if I mentioned this, but the shirt is a recent find. I bought it at the Forever 21 in Orem, UT. So if you like it, go buy it and we can be twins! I love matching with people. In 5th grade no one wanted to be my twin for Twin Day, so I made my own Siamese one out of foam and dressed her up to look exactly like me. Haha, I will find pictures of it when I go home. In ninth grade my friend Alyssa and I bought the exact same color block dress that we were going to play who wore it better. I actually have a picture of that dress. I loved it, adored it, worshiped it. I have no idea what ever happened to it! I wouldn’t fit in it now anyways, but color blocking is still a great trend. Anyways what was my tangent? Oh yeah, I love matching! My younger sisters are twins and I always tried to dress them matching. They never liked it. Luckily, Hannah likes to match with me. Whether it’s church or a classic skating party. I’m not sure why I am so obsessed with matching, what is next, a 40 year old double wedding? Probably not, I think it’s been established that I’m going to
have a lavish pinterest perfect wedding just become a proud puppy owner. I don’t want a mate, just a puppy play date. Sign me up, I need a pup! So poetic.
I hope you had the best pi day ever. I memorized 100 digits of pi in 8th grade. In other news, I am a dork. Return to fashion? Yes, let’s.
So for this outfit I tried wearing an adorable blazer I got when I visited NYC 3 years ago. Clearly, it didn’t fit. Tear drops. I am also wearing some shoes I bought specifically for my mission. I got them at Ross and they are cushioned, lined, and I can’t wait to walk and walk and walk and walk and walk like a pioneer child. And walk. And walk. And walk. Still walking. Now I’m riding a bike. Back to walking.
So shoes – ross, shirt – forever 21, skirt – DI. Hope that helps you struggling shoppers! Speaking of, I can see where you are reading my blog (stalker powers) but I can’t see where you’re going on your mission. Perhaps you’d want to comment or email me firstname.lastname@example.org because I am dying to hear! My favorite former co worker to say the least is opening her call tomorrow. Kayla, my guess is Berlin because I just want you to come with me!
Wow, I don’t think I’ve ever written so much for a blog post and I feel like I have so much more to write. I need to cram it all in before I leave in t minus seven weeks. Seven weeks. Props to time for sneaking up on me. I wonder if that’s how my 18 months will feel like.
This post is getting super long because I am not in the mood to go do homework. Sorry, I should be more motivating, but I have a bad case of missionaryitis. I often think about the people in my mission. I just squeeze my eyes shut and imagine them opening their old adorable doors. I picture myself holding a german/english dictionary standing on cobblestone. I anxiously look forward to serving those people. I can’t wait for letters. I’ve been obsessed with letters since elementary school. I loved passing notes to my friends. Your day can be made with a simple handwritten letter. Do you hear that boy(s)? Write that princess a hand written letter. Write the frog one to, just for fun. Yup, this is no longer a subtle hint. Writing notes shows that you care. Do you care?
Hahah well I think that is enough tangent for one post.
Have a great night,