Missing the thumpa-thumpa

I never realized why grown-ups don't party. Of course, it was easy for me to party every day of the week when I was the biggest bum on the face of this planet. I came home Saturday at 2:30pm after working from 7am and fell asleep. My allergies had a bit to do with it, but still. I miss the thumpa-thumpa, or gay heart beat, of the dance floor. Dare I say it? I miss Woody's in Philadelphia a little bit.

Moving on...

Love this comfy leather chair. This is the chair I passed out on for 10 hours yesterday after work. Pretty lame.

Black faded H&M L.O.G.G. jeans. Last weekend I wore them to work and then went into DC for Ruby Tuesday (not so fabulous) where I smoked cigarettes inside and drank muchos beers. Drove up and down the metro pretty drunkenly happy. My tolerance is not what it used to be.


Yes, I confess, I'm also more than a little bit obsessed with button-up shirts. Especially ones with maroon pin-stripes.






My new shoes! I bought them at the diesel store and couldn't resist.

Price: H&M L.O.G.G. Jeans, $39.99; H&M Button-up Shirt, $45.00; Diesel Shoes, $93.99