Oh Gilmore Girls, how I love you. I love how fast you talk and your witty banter. I love all the weird relationships and strange characters. I love the small town setting of Stars Hollow and Rory's cool college life at Yale. Speaking of Yale, I have been having a bit of Ivy League jealousy. Part of me wants the more challenging academics and the intelligent and purpose-driven student body. The other part of me is glad that I can miss two days of school and work and still feel like I can stay up blogging about Gilmore Girls instead of studying. And sometimes I really do like the Provo "bubble" with all of it's quirky people that my roommates and I have deemed "classics."
So graduate school then? How about Oxford?
In other news, I adore hats. Even though I rarely wear them, I can't resist trying on and buying hats.
This is proof: me, my roomie heather, hats, target, and cheesy smiles.
I bought one last weekend that kind of looked like this:
Except less fedora-y and more straw hat-ish. I wish men still wore top hats and women still wore ridiculous feathered hats. And gloves. And lipstick. I'm done.