Cross your fingers and hope to....

I've been a shopaholic lately. Clothes are filling the void, and overstuffing my closet. Also, everyone and their mother is having a sale right now, so that's not helping.

When I'm feeling down, I love to shop. I love to get out, smell the fresh air, and collect as many bags as possible, and 'Pretty Woman' it: I go up to everyone with all my bags and tell them they made a huge mistake. 

It's easier to tell a stranger they made a mistake then the people we actually want to tell. But now this stranger thinks I'm a psycho. 

I got to check out the brand new Legal Sea Foods at Chestnut Hill, with their outdoor patio overlooking the water, and down below is their fish market. It's a really cute space, especially when it's not rainy and humid. This humidity, by the way, is killing my look. I step out and my hair immediately triples in size. Check on your friends with curly hair, we're not doing so well.

So I have mixed feelings about this top. I love it.... but I feel like it draws attention to my chest, not in a good way. I wish the crossed fingers were pointing in instead of out. Already my boobs hate one another, I need something that makes them look like they're going in and up, not out. But I love figure drawings and sketches on clothes. We'll see with this one! But I'm obsessed with this skirt!! And ON SALE!