I brought the kids to a bounce house with some friends today. My hair was pulled back in an attempt to look effortlessly chic. Somehow by the end of our morning I looked more effort-less than chic. Kind of like I had been bouncing around a wind tunnel instead of purely watching the lil' ones from the sidelines. This is why I prefer short hair, because it just gets pulled into a ponytail anyways. However, I awoke this morning to my daughter carefully stroking my hair and telling me how long and beautiful it is. That, my friends, is the only reason I am growing it out - because my four year old is just so darn excited about it. If I cut it now, I may scar her for life.
There was no bouncing to be had myself since I have enough of my own natural bounce going on. There isn't a need to exasperate it by flailing myself around a giant inflatable. Plus, you'll notice I'm not wearing socks and you never want to find yourself walking around a giant kids bounce house with no socks. Just sayin'.
Daily Style File
Turtleneck: Old Navy
Overcoat: Urban Outfitters
Jeans: Lucky Brand
Necklace: Old Navy
Shoes: JCPenney
I Wore It Where?
breakfast, bounce house
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