Adults don't dream of Unicorn Fairs.

White Shirt (Mr. Witt), Printed Vest (vintage), Denim Dress (vintage), Grey Socks, White Heels (Simply Vera)

Maybe it's superstition, but the fluncuating weather and the capricious temperature swings has really got me wondering whether or not 2012 is the year.
I have my own little theory about that. I believe that us humans will get in a frenzy. The frightened will get their thongs and tightywhities in a twist and spend spend spend waste waste waste then go on a killing spree. The sane will prosper on.

Or maybe I just know too much thriller, apolyptical movies.

Heard Inception was insane. I don't know if I should look it up on Wikipedia and spoil everything or bribe someone to give me $10.

P.S. I am currently reading The Kite Runner by Khaled Hosseini. One of the best reads ever. One of those books that make you visualize every single scene. I am a very visual person so whatever I read or hear I form this "movie clip" in my head. I don't know if it's because I barely ever watch movies or TV, so maybe my brain is cries "I am going disillusional by the lack of entertainment". As I am "aging" to my adult years, my dad and I are figuring out what I should do in the future. I'm thinking of adding director to my laundry list of careers.

P.P.S. I 110% SUPPORT YOU, BAREFOOTED BANDIT!