Sunday, May 26, 2013
______This is post number two hundred.
______I feel like that's something worthy of a gold star sticker, or maybe two. I also feel like it's not since I've had this blog for three years and only having two hundred posts to my name makes me out to be a slow blogger. I mean, I'm no faster at blogging than a sloth's metabolism is at digesting food--and here's a fun fact for you: it can take a whole month for a sloth to digest its food.
______A whole month. That's one-twelfth of a year. Those poor creatures have to sloth around (ha) for weeks until they can taste the deliciousness that is food, er, petals and leaves again. How dreadful. I'm usually thinking of the next thing I'll devour once I'm done eating, and it's usually not petals and leaves. Usually.
______The more you know.
______I'll keep this post short and sweet since you all had to endure what might as well have been a novel in my previous post. That being said, here's an utterly random question I've been wanting to ask you guys for a while (typed precariously in bold text, of course):
______If you could have a giant insect as your mode of transportation, what would that insect be?
______I'd have to go with a ferocious, sedan-sized bumblebee. That way, it could puke honey-bee-spit on my enemies and flutter its monstrous wings to create all sorts of wind-induced chaos.
Top: it's just a red shirt ye meddling punks
Leopard skirt: Charlotte Russe
Oxford heels: Jeffrey Campbell (are you sick of them yet?)
Ankle socks: Forever 21
Cicada earrings: via Etsy
Necklace: Charming Charlie