No One Mourns The Wicked

*Note: this post has nothing to do with the post except to say that if you are a Wicked fan you are my favorite and instantly got the title.* 

If you want to make me happy, you have many options. You can do one of the following things: bring me froyo, buy the *right* brand of sour gummy worms, play Fancy on the radio, car dance, buy me shoes (size 8, thanks) or when in New York City you can surprise me with tickets to see Wicked on Broadway. If you are super smart, you will let me shoe shop after dancing to Fancy while getting ready at the hotel and then surprise me with tickets. Thankfully, Andrew is actually super smart and did exactly that. We went to Central Park and were sitting on benches overlooking one of the ponds. I was talking to a friend on Facebook about the view and BAM! Suddenly I had a ticket to see Wicked, in my hand, in an hour, on Broadway and immediately sprang from my seat and started running towards the subway. Thankfully my dress allowed me to be agile as I frantically went running through NYC singing the theme song to Wicked. 
Light blue summer dress with black accessories
Light blue summer dress with black accessories

Black and white striped tote bag
Mirrored Aviator Sunglasses

Light blue summer dress with black accessories

Light blue summer dress with black accessories
Dress: C/O Tulip
Shoes: Gianni Binni (similar
Bag: Joe Fresh (exact)
Sunglasses: Tulip (similar and UNDER $4!) (similar)

So this is what I wore to see Wicked at 4 p.m. in the afternoon. I had been wearing denim cut-offs with a basic t-shirt and canvas shoes. Andrew looked at me, gently suggested that I wear something else and all hell broke loose when I whipped around and asked him if he seriously just suggested I changed my clothes. Turns out.. he was right, I am super glad I changed my clothes. Thankfully he probably won’t read this so I won’t have to admit he was right either.