Monday, May 16, 2016
Dreaming of Sugarplums
______Humidity and heat are beginning to permeate the Alabama air: in just a matter of weeks, the flowers will start to brown and curl at the edges like burnt toast, sprinklers will hiss and spit at lawns to keep them at their greenest, and even shady areas will be uncomfortably warm to leisure beneath midday.
______Wasps are becoming more and more plentiful and darting around diabolically like the vile winged beasts they are. They are plotting in their tiny cheese-like combs of homes, readying their armies to infiltrate earth with another early attack of buzzing, stinging, dive-bombing, and other similar unpleasantries.
______My dog is already wagging his tail slower whenever I mention the word "walk?" because he knows it means setting paw upon the hellish landscape that is the searing concrete streets of our neighborhood. And unless the path we walk is shady and cool, he basically stands by and says, Nah, I'm good, bruh. He also knows the warmer weather means wasps, and though many dogs avoid these flying red villains, my dog does not; rather than shying away from those nasty buggers, he approaches them with an air of nonchalance, then either pounds his paws on them, sticks his nose at them, or straight-up eats them whole.
______Bless his soul. May he one day learn.
______Not gonna lie, most of the time during summer, I'm dressed in a loose top that lets my armpits breathe the sweet air of freedom, some blinding neon shorts that scream "traffic cone," and keep my hair up in a ponytail. Kind of sort of exactly like those workout moms who shop at the grocery store after their morning yoga classes. You know the ones: they've got sunglasses on their heads, a matching Lululemon set, a baby cradled in one hand, and a cart being pushed by the other.
______So today instead of being a yoga workout mom, I tried to up the casual with minute, shiny details so maybe I can be a little more exciting, kind of like a pineapple covered in glitter. I am a strong believer in that dressing up makes you feel better no matter what. Heck, I bet wasps wouldn't be such jerkwads if they just put on some glittery headbands once in a while.
Top: TJ Maxx
Skirt: Urban Outfitters (exact)
Earrings, quartz bracelet: local artisan
Rings: c/o BornPretty