|sweater: anthro, jeans: citizens of humanity, shoes: uo|
|dress: old navy, blazer: f21, hat: gap, necklace: gift, socks: clarks|
|Death daggers of ice|
Lately, we've become quite accustomed to never actually leaving our house. Why? Because it's literally one degree in Provo right now. The entire bottom floor of our apartment complex is covered in a 3-inch deep layer of ice. Every building in Provo is lined with icicles that could, at any moment, fall and impale you in the heart and kill you.
It's like a war zone out there. A bitterly cold war zone.
So for now, we will be inside, wrapped in blankets, watching old episodes of Parks and Rec.
Until next time!