Where Bold Meets Beautiful

Last night I smoked half that joint and devoured a huge slice of blueberry pie, topped with whipped cream, in about three minutes. I think that the old adage is true for women as well as men (or at least, for me): the quickest way to Sarah's heart is through her stomach.

If I could live in New England, have all my friends around, and have someone provide me with an endless supply of baked yummies, well...I'd probably be single for the rest of my life because I'd put on a massive amount of weight.

This morning we drove to a nearby farm to pick blueberries, and I will admit that I ate about half as many as I picked. There were blackberry vines entwined in some of the blueberry bushes (I ate quite a few of those as well).

Blueberries are almost magical in their deliciousness and antioxidant properties.

We picked a little over six pints, and I'm going to be bringing a large bag home to eat and also to make pancakes with Lindsey. It will be our first homemade meal together in the new apartment, and what better way to celebrate?

Nana also gave me some money for a mattress, which was very kind of her. That will be one of my first purchases once I return home. In addition, we did a little shopping today.

I bought a couple cardigans, a cami, some practical, business-like black shoes, and a dress. The dress is gorgeous.

I've been coming out of my neutral-colored, fabric shell lately. It started with the teal shoes. I've been dressing more stylish to go out. And today, the dress. It's very Betsy Johnson-esque, with all the colors and brightness, for a fraction of the price. It is a little big, but I'll have it taken in.



My wardrobe has certainly become a little more daring, and I think it reflects my more confident personality.

Here are a pair of shoes I'm going to buy as soon as I get back home:



I'm becoming quite the shoe fiend lately.
But damn do I look good!

Anyone, feel free to punch me in the head any time. I'm very well aware that my ego has become inflated to about twice its normal size, and I welcome all attempts to ground me back in reality.