adventures in biddeford - and behind door number 1

last weekend a coworker and i ventured out to biddeford.  a former mill town, now pretty much back in the great depression [and incredibly depressing], struggling to keep drug dealers out of parks, stopping meth heads from burning down their own houses, and preventing stabbings and shootings.  but a rich and colorful history prevails and the heart of biddeford is trying their damnedest to make it a thriving economic wonder.  best of luck.

liz's laundry

apparently i forgot to post these from sometime in the few weeks of may.  i am not that sunburned now.  rather... nicely browned like a delicious pretzel.

• dress: h&m
• shirt: old navy

sunset

you might think i'm obsessed with sunset and theres some deep symbolic meaning there.  a day coming to a close, approaching the dark of night which lends itself to a new day.  err no.  it just looks cool as shit in maine.  and yes i am obsessed.  just a bit..

crabapples

i'd say these are pretty self explanatory.  the miniature park between my office and the parking garage may be fenced off now to keep homeless people from sleeping in it.. but it does still have some gorgeous foliage.

liz's laundry

• sparkle tank: old navy
• white tank: h&m
• pants: bass outlet
• sweater: target
• straightened hair: way too long with a hair dryer