Home Without Pants But With Love
About a week before heading home, the zipper on my only pair of pants broke. This wasn't such a tragedy because it was generally warm enough for shorts, and I had several pairs of these surviving. However, a problem loomed on the horizon: what to do when I landed in a Boston November?
 |
| Skirt by Lufthansa |
While I had an amazing journey (and look forward to my next!) I got rather lonely at times, and missed everyone I left behind. I was so happy to see Kate at the airport to welcome her monkey home. <3
I'm shocked that fashion isn't already the rage around here!
ReplyDelete