dress, wedges, hairpins: ModCloth | cardigan: thrifted | belt: vintage
Thank you for all the book recommendations, everyone! I just finished the last bit of Mockingjay yesterday, and I've got that post-wonderful-book-series emptiness. Do you know what I mean? Like after the seventh Harry Potter book came out...it took a while to get over that one, since it had encompassed so much of my childhood. But it's similar after any good book. You spend so much time with the characters, it's like you need a mourning period afterwards. Or you just dive into the next...
Anyway, these photos are from last week. I wanted to get some photos with this book since I thought it was funny that it matched my outfit so well. Chris thought I was just posing with the book for the photos, but then he saw me turning the pages - "Wait, are you actually reading?" "Of course I am! I was at a cliffhanger!"
I'm hopeless when it comes to a good book. I suppose that's why I majored in creative writing.
Does anyone else find that, after reading a good book, you start to narrate your thoughts in the voice of the main character? I certainly do. It gives me the itch to write, even though I'm not sure I see myself writing a novel such as the Hunger Games. I think that would be a good writing exercise: write out the narrative of your day, but do it in the voice of the main character of the book you read most recently. It might not turn into anything - but you never know...
Considering that I stayed up until nearly 2 am to finish reading, plus the fact that my weekend was packed, I'm feeling pretty good! Chris and I spent most of Saturday in Chicago, checking out the shops (vintage and otherwise), dodging the rain, and reveling in the musical wonder that is Andrew Bird.
I felt kind of horrible because the tickets were my birthday present to Chris, but our seats were in the nosebleed section of the nosebleed section - and that balcony was terrifying. It was really rickety and steep, and I didn't realize that Chris does just as well with heights as I do (which is to say - not well at all!) We both felt like we were going to pass out when we first got to our seats, but once Andrew Bird started playing, we forgot all about it. And we had a really good laugh about it later.