The License Plate Said "Fresh"

Thrifted shirt.  Justice fedora.  Fossil Watch.  Lucky Brand bag.

Yesterday was $5 movie night at the Chester 6 in New York, so I asked Kimberly on a date.  When she said yes I got so excited that I almost sexed it up for her (....I don't get out much lately) until I realized that would be inappropriate.  So I pulled out what Erin has dubbed my "Fresh Prince of Bel Air Shirt" that I got for a fraction of a dollar at a Gettysburg thrift shop a few months ago.

I hadn't worn it yet because I had decided that it needed a fedora, and I found this one at work, which fits me because I have an abnormally small head.  Whatever, for 40% off, I'll take it.

Kimberly looked super freaking adorable as well (lady-suspenders from Claire's if you're looking - she was for a while before I spotted these) rocking a new haircut by Frito, who's real name I will never remember, but who I imagine has a salty and satisfying taste.  ew?

We frolicked in Shop Rite, bought disgusting/delicious movie candy, and saw the EPICLY BAD "Knight and Day."  Highlights:  Kim was gesturing furiously, I fell in love with Tom Cruise's so lame leading man, Cameron Diaz's character had no brain, and OH MY GOD HE SPEARED FISH WITH A MAKESHIFT SPEAR THIS IS SO UNREALISTIC OH MY GOD CAMERON DIAZ'S STOMACH IS SO RIPPED I'M KIND OF SCARED.

...Ta!