As you guys know, my brother is here visiting for a few days. So far we've shopped and ate like a bajillion times. It was awesome. Exhibit A is below: a bacon-wrapped hot dog at L.A. Fashion District. Delish. I wanted a second one but Chase said no.
There were SO MANY PEOPLE. It's fun for like five minutes and then I get anxious and just want to get outta there. All I think is if there was some sort of natural disaster or accident that caused people to freak out and push and shove, I'd probably get trampled over and die. THAT is what runs through my head every time I'm in a crowd. YES, I'M CRAZY.
Me...plotting an escape route. There was none. By then I had already accepted my fate.
Then we went to Grand Central Market and kind of got lunch. I say kind of because we just sampled everything. So it doesn't really count, right?
Across the street from the market is Angels Flight. We decided to see what was at the top...but really we needed some exercise for eating so much...because we're pigs. I love it.
I'm wearing a Gap gray sweater ($12 - buy it!), DownEast Basics shirt underneath (gift from my mother-in-law - buy it!), gold necklace ($5), J Brand black jeans ($158 - buy it!), and Forever 21 brown boots ($16) with a vintage Gucci bucket bag ($3).
Just got this zip sweater from Gap with the Give and Get coupon yesterday. I absolutely love it. I put it on as the guy was checking me out. (Hehe. I made a funny.)
That is my baby brother in the top left hand corner of these pics. He's such a trooper. He should be after walking 8 hours a day on his mish!
I am not so much a trooper. Chase wouldn't carry me. So rude.
But I did it!!! Cue Rocky music. I can say that because I'm actually from Philly. You can't though. Okay, maybe you can.
And a pic of my babe just because I like him...like a lot.