Sunset | Sausalito, CA
Anthropologie Sweatshirt | Free People Jeans
Told you we were going to talk about this sweater again. But not too much, because while it may be 8:30AM in New York City (where I am, sitting at my parents' dining room table in a ratty, oversized sweatshirt that I bought at the Christmas Fair in elementary school and drinking cup after cup after cup of coffee out of a mug with my childhood cat's photograph on it), it is 5:30AM in my West Coast head. I'm here for a week on business, but Indy came with me because he wanted to and he's at an age where he can tag along with me to work things and be okay about it - but as easy as he is to travel with, he still "needed to ask me something" until about 2 o'clock in the morning. And then, once he was absolutely positive that he had woken me up (over and over) beyond the point of no return, he passed out.