i bought this dress for 40$ two years ago and wore it to a prom last year: 
its going for 178.00 currently from nordstrom. luff lyfe guyz.
My name is Madeline and I have an emotional attatchment to my underwear. I swear to god. Its true. I have underwear that i’ve had since 6th grade. and it still fits surprisingly. It may only fit because i refuse to throw it out and therefore it is forced to stretch out with my growth, but i still have it. and i wear it frequently.
I just checked to see what underwear i’m wearing right now (its green, from the gap, and has little pinkish red ladybugs all over it). Alas, it is not one of my ‘vinage panties’ but a newer pair i bought pretty recently. You see, i forgot to mention that as much as i love my ‘oldie but goodie’ underwear, I cannot resist the temptation of buying new assorted undergarments. As i’ve mentioned before, i always feel like i never have enough pants. I pretty much feel the same way about underwear and bras. I would just like to know that if i ever need to get up and leave and go to South Africa or something for a month, i will be able to go that entire time without needing to do any laundry because i have an abundant supply of pants and underwear and bras to rely on. If thats not a comfort, i dont know what is.
Perhaps i have inherited this desire for copius amounts of undergarments from my father who can never refuse buying underwear or socks either. This is such a known fact in my family that my grandma even bought him socks and underwear as a gag gift for christmas one year. I’m not sure he got why it was a joke, but he sure was happy to receive them.
I love getting underwear as a gift. I can honestly tell you that less than 2 days ago i told people all about my underwear/bra sizes for the specific reason of them getting some for me for my birthday. (Which is tomorrow by the way.) Underwear as a gift is kind of like a secret surprise. As no one sees it when you’re wearing it under your pants or skirt, you get to have a special feeling that ‘yeah. i got this underwear as a gift. cool.’ not sure anyone else does this. but whatever. this is my blog. not yours.
Hello Internet. My birthday is 3 weeks from today. And my birthday party is 2 weeks from today. I like surprises for my birthday. However, i always manage to botch them. For example, my mother and I were out shopping for a gift for my cousin when i discovered this bag that i could NOT LIVE WITHOUT. so she was like: ‘cool. i’ll get it for you for you’re birthday.’ which makes me kind of angry because its more like she’s saying
“Hey, check out this awesome bag that you are in love with. Let me buy it for you, and then not let you have it until its actually your birthday at 4:06 pm. That way, you’ll anticipate it for weeks and miss several opportunities to use it and then you can have it and it will be no big surprise because you knew it was coming and your birthday will be ruined. okay?”
Whatever. Its cool because i will eventually get this amazing bag. this is it by the way: 
i was casually browsing shoes online (furthering my neverending quest for the perfect sneakers) and i came across my latest pair of sneakers that i purchased from the nordstrom rack for 20 bucks. they are selling for 74.95! THAT IS AWESOME. not only are these shoes amazingly cool and comfortable, now i will wear them with that much more pride at my amazing bargain hunting abilities. this happens to me on occasion and it always makes me like my purchase that much more. i mean come on. check out these shoes!
SRSLY. HERE IS THE LINK. CHECK THEM OUT! (CZECH THEM OUT!)
AMAZING.
i’m getting new pants tomorrow. its been all planned out. My favorite pair of jeans wore through today. It was pretty depressing. But at least its not like they were some exotic pair. I’m just going to oldnavy to buy the same pair again.
yayayay!
It makes me really happy when people use cliched phrases on accident. For example, a friend of mine today responded to my daily ‘its morning, let me complain now’ with “well, thank god its friday.” That kind of perked me up because i started to hassle him about it and pretty much made him not want to be my friend anymore because i kept saying things like “TGIF! I CANT WAIT TO WATCH SABRINA AND DREW CAREY!”
in other news:
I always feel like i never have enough pants. Every time i walk into a store (well. clothing stores, i dont walk in to William Sonoma looking for pants. Thats where i go to buy a new panini press or a cutting board) i’m always on the lookout for cool new pairs of pants. I probably have about 5 pairs of jeans and maybe 3 other pairs of pants that i will wear regularly. I wear skirts sometimes, but with the approaching drops in temperature (and the fact that shaving my legs is a pain) the skirt wearing will probably drop about 62%. Does anyone else have this problem? I feel like i own every tshirt in existance but when it comes to pants i might as well be wearing a loincloth. I should probably go buy some pants. possibly corduroy.
