my hour at the post office & cute outfit

The Post Office never dissappoints in providing a lengthy, annoying and time-wasting experience.  Lucky for me, today was no exception.  Have you ever seen the movie Love Actually, and there's that scene where Alan Rickman is trying to buy a necklace for his secretary without his wife seeing him and the clerk is played by Rowan Atkinson (Mr. Bean) and he takes an excessively long and dramatic time wrapping up the necklace?  Well, that was me today trying to ship a Freddy&Ma bag to London.  I was biting the insides of my mouth to keep from laughing as the man measured and remeasured my box, peeled away the label backing very s-l-o-w-l-y and put stamps and stickers all around.  It was quite dramatic. 
In other news, apparently I am wearing a cute outfit today.  It's comprised of a dress from Urban which could easily be misunderstood as a maternity top, tights from Duane Reade that I converted to leggings because the 5 pair of proper leggings I own are all MIA, a short sleeved thermal from Forever 21 that barely escaped the "I refuse to wear cheap clothing anymore" pile 2 weeks ago, boots from Ebay, and necklaces that my mom bought me at a thrift store in North Carolina.  I am also sporting my "I don't have time to deal with my hair" hairdo and no makeup.  Despite all of this, I have not gotten this many catcalls since I had blond hair and I even heard several girls comment to their friends that I had a cool outfit on.  This pleases me to no end, especially since I was not fully aware of my state of cool.  Only in NYC.