I never noticed the Herr's truck parked outside of our favorite friday night drinking hole. I immediately wanted potato chips upon spotting the truck. But of course I didn't want to get arrested for ransacking the truck. I settled for an eerie picture next to it instead. Potato chip craving not satisfied.
It's still pretty much winter here in DC, I can only dream of spring like temps.
(wearing: vintage fur coat, jcrew flannel, william rast jeans)
No comments:
Post a Comment