on the charms of our idle dreary days

So in the last two months, I...

1. saw Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, Part 1 at last (four times)

2. performed, dressed in full Xeno Lovegood attire, with my Harry Potter coterie in front of the theater as we waited for the midnight showing

3. attended a murder mystery party where I played a Vegas lounge pianist named Paul Piano

4. watched fireworks (in the FLESH!) for New Year's...for the first time, I think.

5. drank enough sparkling cider to disintegrate my teeth

6. cut down a tree with my cousin and sister and traveled around a tiny Texas town to find ornaments and lights on Christmas Day so we could have a Christmas tree

7. had strep throat and spent two days screaming in pain and downing giant pink horse pills (which I'm still finishing)

8. bought 3 marvelous new pairs of shoes for under $30

9. became dangerously addicted to Friday Night Lights

10. despite being Jewish, wore reindeer antlers with a Santa hat about half of the month of December

11. conversed with amusing foreign relatives at Thanksgiving

12. watched reactions of my entire school as they walked past the mechanical laughing stuffed monkey that we placed outside of our advisory...some nearly fainted thinking it was an actual chinchilla or a rabbit or something (that was me)

13. became completely sick of the cold. It was nice for about a week, MAYBE.

Lately though, I've been dressing completely weather-inappropriately as per usual. I literally do not own any suitable winter clothes and I think the last time I wore an actual coat was maybe the age of eleven. I just keep layering cardigan over cardigan and hoping for the best. This outfit made me feel like a really inappropriately dressed businesswoman.

jcrew cardigan, vintage top, american apparel skirt, vintage shoes

(Mount Wroclai [Idle Days]: Beirut)