No, this post will be about neither crabs nor buckets. The truth is I just got home from Jazzercise class (Yes, I Jazzercise. It's awesome.) and I had it in my head. It's one of my favorites. You should check it out. The song, I mean. Well, Jazzercise too. You'll get hooked though, I warn you. Okay, I'll stop saying Jazzercise; it's starting to sound like an advertisement. But it's kind of a fun word. It gets even more fun when you do jazz hands as you say it. Try it, come on.
Okay, if you're still reading this you deserve some kind of reward. Here it is: today, I bring you an action-packed outfit post. See, right now I'm standing.
But now, I'm sitting. What will I do next?
Oh, that's who I was looking at. My adorable dog. Isn't she adorable? This is what she does when she's outside. She's got sunbathing down to an art.
Until she sees a bunny. Get it, Ellie get it! No, this isn't rabbit-cruelty. She won't get it. She's fast, but not sneaky. Unless, that is, she is sneakily jumping over our fence. The fence we thought, erroneously, was dog-jump-proof. Not so. I found the little rebel in my neighbor's yard today.
Cardigan: NY&Co; blouse: Loft; jeans: Loft; earrings: Urban Outfitters; shoes: Steve Madden, Marshall's
Song: Crabbuckit by K-OS