Brooch: part of a necklace/Christmas gift
Top: JCPenney
Skirt: JCPenney
Wedges: Target
Nail polish: China Glaze Shower Together
My all time favourite photo location just got WAY better. Check out that vine! What is that thing?! I don't even care as long as it continues to exist because it looks awesome. And smells great too.
There's a thing going around the blogosphere called the Full Time Fabulous Monthly Blog Event. I'm not officially participating but the topic is heritage, so I thought I'd tell you all about my "heritage".
My family is three generations of southern New Jersey. I grew up in beautifulish Atlantic City, which is known for being the east coast version of Las Vegas and original home of the Miss America pageant. Thanks to where I live, I pronounce Arkansas "arr-Kansas" and water "wudder", I have a perpetual fear of seagulls stealing Wawa sandwiches straight out of my hands, and I am a diehard never-say-never-until-the-season-ends-in-failure-like-it-always-does Philadelphia Eagles fan.
Where I grew up has shaped who I am. I lived in the same house from 3 to 19, which is when my parents simultaneously retired and moved to the south. I spent many summers planted chest deep in the ocean, I learned to ride and read there, honed an amazing palate for tomatoes, and I am far from ashamed of where I come from, despite what many Americans insist. I get asked a lot if living in a gambling town and learning in a failing public school system was weird, but I can only say that it was normalcy for me. I was intact when I left NJ, and I owe a lot to the state that raised me.
I know what you're thinking, and no, I don't know any of the cast members of Jersey Shore. I would like to learn how to do my hair like Snooki though.
