So where do fleas go when they're looking for a hot deal on the most random junk you can think of? The flea market of course! And what did I do this morning? If you guessed, manned a table at a flea market whilst looking unbelievably cute and smiling like a goon, you guessed right! I will totes go in detail on pretty much everything thing in that sentence if you just give me a second to finish eating my spanish rice stuffed pita pocket. Delish.
So I spent all last night filling both Luna, my teeny tiny hatchback, and Nana's car. Do you know how hard it is to drive stick with a huge table taking up your whole car right up to your shoulder? Hard. As. Poop. But I did it. So I woke up at the crack of dawn to get cute and drove over to Nana's house to head out. It was all misty and sucky when we pulled up but the day did get loads better and was sunshiney by the end of the day. I got a tan, it was that awesome out. I got a little sweaty packing everything up but it happens. I didn't sell too much but I did get men coming up to talk to me. I saw someone I knew and he teased me for walking around everywhere with Chipper.
So I spent an hour getting ready this morning and what was the result? Adorableness. I wore dark blue skinny jeans, my blue striped v neck, and a black knit shawl-y shirt. I got a super long black ribbon necklace with various black beads spaced throughout the other day, I had to loop it three times and it still came to my waist. I love it. Top it all off with black converse and I was styling. Good looking people sell more stuff, I needed to look hawt.
So why was I smiling like a goon you might ask? That is kind of a secret. We'll just say I'm quite infatuated with an adorable guy who kept sending me the greatest texts while I was working. I was honestly smiling so huge, it was hard not to notice. This boy, he makes me feel pretty amazing.
So I hope my hyper and happy writing style today hasn't been a hungry tumor on your brain eating your intelligence. I'll try to be back to normal soon.