Pale Shadow of a Woman

Thank god I was wearing the olive shirt or I would have just blended into the overexposed background of these pictures.  Isn’t it fun that it’s the end of August and I live in southern California and my skin matches my pants?  I play it off like I’m all about it, as if it’s intentional.  Who needs wrinkles anyway?  However, this summer I am by far the least tan I’ve ever been.  We haven’t even gone to the beach once.  Not once!!

Travesty.

Sure, there are people with real problems in this world… but a pale girl in Los Angeles?!  That has to rank right up there.  I find solace in the fact that Mary-Louise Parker is probably somewhere in this area.  So there are at least two of us…  Maybe we can start a support group; you know, make sure we’re getting enough vitamin D and whatnot.

olive shirt: Old Navy, white jeans: GAP, wedges: Sofft Shoes, belt & sunglasses: Forever 21, watch: Fossil, bracelet: Gorjana, necklace: Rose Bowl Flea Market