mallory and i spent our sunday afternoon antiquing in the heights.
we found lots of salt and pepper shakers,
quite a few old scotch bottles,
a super cute cocker spaniel puppy,
and hats. lots and lots of hats.
everyone needs a giant, gold floppy hat to compliment your ginormous, glittery margarita glass.
duh. it's a given.
the definition of meant to be.
there's a slight chance i may have lice now,
but i'd like to see you pass up the chance to try on a hat like that.
[good luck with that]
another splendid sunday for the win,
how about you??