Neck phobia

It's been snowing all damn week.  We had a snow day yesterday.

Me peeking through the window on Sunday.

So I refused to take a picture outside.  I'm stubborn like that.

I wanted to share my weirdo neck phobia though.  I hate having my neck exposed when it's cold out.  On our cruise this past winter, I wore tank tops every day and felt really good.  But as soon as a cool breeze starts blowing (it didn't in the Caribbean), I get all weird and put a scarf on.  Alaska, for me, has involved lots and lots of turtlenecks.  One reason I'm glad I started posting outfits on this blog is because it's prevented me from putting on a turtleneck, a sweater, and a pair of pants each and every workday.  For that, I'm deeply grateful.

In the jungle, I was warm.

This shirt is one that I bought at Express in Miami in December.  I love it.  I didn't try it on in the store though because I couldn't find the dressing room (problems, problems...).  Upon my return to the motherland Alaska, I noticed the neckline was obscenely low for my taste.  I have a skewed definition of "obscene".

Shirt: Express // Watch: Fossil

So I put it over top of this dress I bought on the LOFT website last fall.  I think it's a winning combination.  Nice and conservative.  And, of course, I wore a scarf most of the day.

Dress: LOFT // Boots: Decree at JCP // Scarf: Target

Sharing at WIWW, Random Wednesday, and Wednesday Walkabout

Crafts, Cold, Moose, and Ryan Gosling

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Any Monday that's a holiday is a good Monday!
What were you up to this weekend?  My weekend was blessedly uneventful. 

I got crafty.  If I had enough patience for tutorials, I would tell you that you can buy the hook thingy at Michael's for about $11 and the numbers at the same store for 79 cents a piece.  Paint them.  Hot glue them.  Have your mom mail you the stars from Pennsylvania.  Then you have yourself some wall art. 

That's our anniversary.  Oh, and I now own more of those stars than I do pairs of shoes.

This was the temperature reading on my car.

I caught some moose in the backyard.  Honestly, I care not at all that there are moose in the yard.  This was just an opportunity to use my new 300 mm camera lens.

 Despite what I'm told, I fully believe that a moose would eat a person if given the opportunity.

And...that's about it.

Oh, this website is keeping me amused in the same way Suri's Burn Book keeps me amused.  It's the simple things, people.