skirt: Gap, tank/headband: F21, sandals: Chinese Laundry, sunglasses: Gucci
JJ and i were noticing the other night that my belly is quite like Santa's in that line from Twas the Night Before Christmas: "and it shook when he laughed like a bowl full of jelly." it really does shake and wiggle and roll when i laugh.
and speaking of jelly...i love these pink jelly sandals with bows on them. makes me feel 10 again. my Mom hated jelly sandals. she thought they were tacky. but oh how she was wrong. they were the epitome of cool. my sisters and i all wanted them--but no. no jelly sandals for the Graf girls. she never bought them for us. until that halloween i dressed up as Jasmine. and i didn't have shoes to go with my costume. so my Mom made a last-minute trip out before trick-or-treating to buy me sandals, and i gasped with elated glee as she pulled my Jasmine sandals out of her shopping bag: lavender jellies with sparkles in them--my very own pair! "OHMAHGOSHMOM!" i screamed. she said sternly, "these are for your halloween costume. after tonight they are for playing dress up only." i didn't even care. i hugged the beautiful, made-in-china plastic shoes close to my heart and smiled.
i wore those damn things with so much pride that night. the thing about jellies is they don't provide the foot with much breathing room. so after a few blocks of trick-or-treating my feet began to perspire. and then the sandals started to rub. and then came the painful blisters. but i never once complained (a rare occurrence. my family can vouch that when i am uncomfortable, especially in the foot department, i am the queen of complaints) but it was so worth it.
so, when i saw these grown-up jellies last summer--one pair--in MY size--at Tj Maxx, i smiled to myself and snatched them up immediately. and i bought them. and i wear them any old time i want. because i can.