A Fun Loving Gal

I'm a fun loving gal.

 

So when Mommy agreed to mismatched princess heels, my favorite plastic puppy, a dress stained with orange Fanta, and a hairstyle that was free flowing, I was estatic.

 

Sure, I may have been mistaken for an orphan, but hey, this is me, a beautiful mess.

 

And may I brag on my pup?

He was so well behaved at Kirklands, a little noisy, but well behaved.

 

Obviously he's been trained by Ceasar Milan.

Notice how he manages to walk behind me? He knows I'm the pack leader.

Molly could use some pointers here.

 



 

However, like any good looking pair of heels, they can begin to hurt. So, upon entering Hobby Lobby (our next destination), I did what any three year old kid who rides in a van with other siblings does, I swapped them out for another pair of shoes. We all know the van is a great place for storing shoes.

 

 

This is what I came up with: faded purple boots. And while it looks as though pup is going to stay behind on this trip, think again. I'm not getting charged with cruelty to animals. But in all seriousness, he would have been better behaved in the van on this trip. Upon entering Hobby Lobby he made quite a scene when he would not walk correctly, and, consequently, so did I.

 

I could have been mistaken for one of those brats on Toddlers and Tiaras. There's nothing like having one of your own put you in your own bad mood.

 

After Mommy sternly reigned me back in so did I to my pup...all the way in to Mommy's purse.

 

So for the rest of our visit I managed to wind down with a little dancing to the Hobby Lobby music in my purple rain boots, stained Fanta dress, wild hair, and uninhibited style.