|velvet blazer: thrifted:: polka dot jumper:Old Navy::black jeggings: Target::|
studded collar: DIY :: bow wedges:Deena & Ozzy::
Over the weekend, my friends and I went to see "The Hunger Games." I had been eagerly anticipating this movie because I have a huge crush on Jennifer Lawrence and Josh Hutcherson, the
After the movie, we all went to dinner to discuss the film and pick it apart, comparing the cinematic version to the book. In the midst of a thrilling conversation on the power of narration and the brilliance in executing a much more moviegoer-friendly point of view, I happened to wax (drunken) poetic about the gorgeousness of Peeta Mellark.
"Laura, you do know the kid is, like, 14 right?" (He's not, but close enough)
"NO. FREAKING. WAY." frantically checking IMDB on my phone
(shrieks)"holy balls. He was the kid from 'Bridge to Terabithia' and the little child in 'Zathura.' And he was born in 1992."
I have never felt so old in my life.