Sunday, November 6, 2011

Just Write.

Sometimes when I don't have time to do laundry and I need socks, I'll bring them to the shower with me and wash them there. I know, I know. But come on, it's kind of brilliant, right?

Tonight I put them on my hands, like mittens, to get all the soap out. Which reminded me how I dislike baby mittens. It's too weird. The water made a funny noise splashing against the wet cotton.

Next time I go into the bathroom and become paranoid by a strange noise, I'll think 'Maybe someone's washing their socks.'

My socks are now in front of my little Target fan. I'll watch them dry as I write the English paper I had no time to even think about in this whirlwind of a tech weekend.

I do so love this life.


  1. haha. i LOVE THIS. it totally make sense. lol. so so glad I came across your blog. totally following. If you get second, I'd love if you'd check out mine. It's all about the adventures of a southern girl turned LA stylist. thanks, love. xo

  2. Just ran across your blog- TOO cute!! So funny. Whatever you have to do to get clean socks right :) Following now!

  3. @Fash Boulevard: your blog is wonderful! Absolutely followed. I see a lot of fashion tips in my future!

    @Danielle and Trev: Followed you back! Such a cute blog.. and love your banner!