Little Red Riding Hood was walking in the forest…
I mean, a park. Or whatever this is. OK, let’s try this again… Little Red Riding Hood was walking in her own little suburban hell…
Hey, this is isn’t the Disney version, OK?
And she walks and she walks, round and round the same f***ing
forest park whatever she’s seen at least a million times. Or so it seems. You see, Little Red Riding Hood is having a Groundhog Day. Every Day.
Every day, she puts on her sweatpants (sometimes only in the evening, and only just to go out) and a stripy top and off she goes. Because she needs to get some chocolate. That’s the only thing that keeps her from losing her mind, you see. As you no doubt know, chocolate is the wonder drug that cures all ills. Or Little Red Riding Hood‘s recreational-drug-of-choice, whatever.
Since somebody ate all of her emergency supply of the above-mentioned wonder drug, Little Red Riding Hood has no choice but to face the suburban wilderness. Again.
Actually, it might just be that Little Red Riding Hood was the one raiding the emergency wonder drug supply. She knows for a fact she did that last week, so maybe that’s what happened this week, too. Who knows, it’s Groundhog Day after all. Again.
Maybe Little red Riding Hood needs a bigger supply of the wonder drug, is that what you’re suggesting?
Well, it’s a little known known fact that chocolate, like all cure-all wonder drugs, starts going bad the minute you get it home. Seriously, it deteriorates so fast that you’d better consume it as soon as you get it home. Or, better yet, before you get it home. Just in case.
At times Little Red Riding Hood worries that if she remains confined to this suburban hell for much longer, she’ll soon burst out of her sweatpants. Because, as wonderful as the cure-all wonder drug is, it has some unfortunate side effects…
But she soon forgets such trivial little worries. You know, Groundhog Day and all that. Or maybe she’s just an addict: a chocoholic. But she sure doesn’t want to go to rehab, no, no, no…
Because now Little Red Riding Hood must get back to work. You know, to keep the wolf from the door (figuratively speaking, of course)…
poncho: Marja Kurki (old) / top: Selected Femme (old) / trousers: Repeat /
shoes: Fila / sunglasses: Prada (old) / bag: Furla (old)
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