the inner shopaholic

you guys, i am VERY good at not shopping. i rarely go shopping anymore and, as a result, i have found that my lust for clothes has simmered down into a manageable liking of clothes that can be conveniently tucked away into the recesses of my mind. now this has a lot to do with the fact that me and mr. dtf spend all of our money on frivolous things like food and rent, but lately i have come into a little money. cold hard babysitting cash. and it is sitting in our pretty little bank account taunting me. because the other day mr. dtf and i went shopping so he could get some new shirts and some khaki pants for his business trip. and we may have gone into the vans store. and i may have dreamed up my must-have summer outfit. a little something like this...

vans sock hop top {in angel falls blue}
bdg high rise cigarette jean {in true blue}
vans woven stripe authentic lo pro {in blue}

i am all for a crop top/high-waisted jean combo. it has the crop top style without the stress of "is my stomach fat making visible rolls that no one wants to see every time i sit down?" and since my keds kicked the bucket last summer i figure it's time for some new skimmers too...

my liking for clothes may have been brought to the very front-most part of my mind... it may even be considered lusty {lustful?} again. should i just cave in? what do you guys do when you can't get an outfit out of your head?

love,

mrs. dtf

p.s. day two of mr. dtf being gone! still going strong{ish}!

p.p.s. i have no idea what i'm gonna do today.

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