Secrets

This cardigan has a secret...

Sweater - Bloomingdale's (inherited from aunt)

Michael Jackson shirt - thrifted (by Nate!)

Pants - thrifted NY & Co.

Ballet flats - Target

And the secret is that my arm is covered in coconut oil due to this:

I also got another tattoo yesterday (on the other side of the seahorse) which I'll show you later. Yay!

Fairy tales can come true

Yesterday...

Jacket - Jacob

Shirt - gift

Jeans - Paul & Joe for Target

Shoes - Sack's 5th Avenue brand

I know you probably can't read the shirt so here ya go:

Nate gave me this shirt as a bit of an early Valentine's Day gift. It's from the movie "The Great Outdoors" - I always laughed and told Nate I wanted the proprietor of the cabin's shirt:

I think it's a hilarious shirt, to brag about the fact that you've been to Duluth (which I have and it was full of Stormtroopers!) I think it's awesome he actually found it for me!

After work, I changed into my concert boots (big combat boots that I've worn to like 100 concerts over the years) and Nate and I went to First Ave to see...

NEUTRAL MILK HOTEL.

I have been obsessed with them since my senior year of high school and I didn't think I'd ever get to see them play live (it's been 15 years since they've toured.) I saw Jeff Mangum (the lead singer) play a solo show two years ago but this was the whole band! Standing there, it was like all of 16-year-old Christine's dreams had come true... I was at a Neutral Milk Hotel show at one of the finest independent rock clubs in history with my cute skateboarder husband. Swooooooooon.

Sorry kids, no photos from the event at the request of the band (I suspect most people did not honor this request, but I did.) Besides, I don't need a photo to remember - I'll never forget it - I assure you!

Pyramids

Friday...

Sweater - Gap

Long sleeve tee - Target

Fingerless gloves - Michael Kors

Jeans - Gap

Shoes - MIA

Glove detail (these are kinda a pain in the ass to wear at work since I spend all day washing my hands and putting on nitrile gloves but Fridays are usually slow so I thought I'd risk it... it worked out surprisingly well!)

Friday night Nate and I made tacos and rented Escape Plan (we love terrible action movies and waaaay past their prime Sylvester Stallone and Arnold Schwarzenegger escaping from prison was just that - terrible.)   Saturday we went to an Irish pub for dinner, played trivial pursuit, and I geeked out over the Olympics all day. Sunday we babysat Henrik and Peder so my sister and her husband could go see  the final performance of Cabaret. 

Henrik always points out Uncle Nate's "owies" (tattoos) and tried to "fix the owie" by rubbing it with a hairbrush...