leggings, tank ~ H&M, thrifted
sweater ~ Allloy
vest, shoes ~ b. (a resale shop)
earrings ~ Kohls
scarf ~ ebay
jacket ~ Paul & Joe for Target, thrifted
shirt ~ Liz Lange Maternity, Target
jeggings ~ TJ Maxx
shoes ~ F21
bracelet ~ H&M
i'm a car singer. most people i know are. i mean, there is really no safer place to sing besides your car (and your shower). most times when i am on the freeway with my windows down, i will sing at the top of my lungs because i know no one can hear me. but the minute i get off the freeway and head up to the stop light on the frontage road, i will close my window. because i don't want to stop singing, but i also don't want anyone to hear me. (although wouldn't it be great to be that person who got "discovered" because someone heard you singing in your car?) (the only thing people would discover about me is that i have a bad voice.) anyways, you get the point, i sing in my car because no one can hear me.
however, the other evening, as i was driving home from a night out with my kids, a commercial for mama mia came on the radio. now, you can't not sing along to any abba song, right? so of course i was singing dancing queen to my kids as loud as i could. as soon as i finished, i felt my phone vibrate. i looked down and the screen was lit up, and i saw the big red bar that reads, "end call". wha? who did i call? and did they hear me singing? luckily it was my older sister. not so lucky, i had just left the restaurant that she was working at. i didn't have the guts at easter dinner to ask my brother-in-law if he heard my "message". i'm just hoping that by some fluke nothing recorded. of course, how cool would it be to be that person who got discovered because someone heard you accidentally singing on a voicemail?