in which i hate salt lake city

No offense if you live there, but seriously! Salt Lake City is currently holding my wicked-cute-blazer hostage!!! Stupid “adverse weather” not letting my package through. Not cool, Salt Lake City… not cool.

Isn’t it wicked cute?

Not that I’ll look like that chick, because I’m much shorter than her and have much broader shoulders. But still. It’s awesome, and my sad-pathetic-almost-four-year-old corduroy blazer gasped its last breath months ago, but I’m still wearing it because this one hasn’t come yet!

Curses! I hate you Salt Lake City!

In unrelated and random news, I have jury duty at the end of the month, I am done with 1.5 of 4 graduate school applications, I have decided I look much older (not old, but actually my age instead of like 14) with my semi-newly short hair, and I bought two new bras that make the girls much happier than they have been as of late. How are you?

picture from bananarepublic.com