Thursday, 18 July 2013

Confessions of a Sock Monkey

Once upon a time, in a land not so far away, I received a package in the mail. I had received many before it, but what made this one special was that it was the first that I had received after I moved away from home. It felt wonderfully grown-up to go to the post office and know that I had a post address all my own. Many may have had this address before me, but for the next six months it was all mine. 

After I brought my parcel home from the post office I noticed something strange. The parcel was address to me from my dog. 

And it seemed to be shaking ever so slightly. 

short my Joe Fresh, pants by Dynamite, vintage necklaces, Sock Monkey from Shoppers Drugmart

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