not in pig latin

something about the end of a pregnancy makes me daydream about new pretty things.  I make-believe a future where I can pull off any look I please, simply because I am no longer pregnant. 


and I wear things like


this


or these, in coral


or these*, in whiskey


or this, in tobacco 


and maybe, just maybe, even this


and these too.  


also, if I could just have zooey deschanel's entire wardrobe in "new girl" that would be lovely. 




*this link isn't working correctly. heels and wedges, second row, fourth over. second to none.