Yesterday, someone at work told me I reminded them of Zooey Deschanel.
Incidentally, it was one of the same girls who told me she didn't like my hair yesterday, which sparked a middle-school-drama-esque/hormones induced meltdown on the phone with my mom ("Mommy! She made fun of my hair!"). But I suppose the Zooey comment evens everything back out.
But for real. That's probably the best compliment I've ever received, even though I wouldn't say I agree. For one thing, my eyes are way too small.
http://img2.timeinc.net/people/i/2009/stylewatch/blog/090302/zooey_deschanel_300x400.jpg
And my hair is certainly nowhere near as fabulous.
https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdcgcMDo0luEInxmDFbdsIJI2011P-17UvB95jz4wGPWqDhTDnT4q9OkgkhFbUFNtkFmnzX2-AaLbNIMEoR0W9Wgl07rxw29f4a18qTG-50F8sfQmzrYkOIHI19SVbAkZIYVl8XUVGRVvA/s1600/z4.jpg
But fr'eal. I know I'm not the only one who has a girl crush. I know I'm not the only one who bought 500 Days of Summer on demand and watched it three times. In a row. And then raved to my boyfriend about how good it was and made him watch it with me again and want to break out into dance when I hear Hall and Oates on my ipod.
Or who blasts She and Him on my way to work in the morning and sings along like I'm bopping in a coffeehouse.
Have you watched New Girl? It's not that good. Really, it's not. But somehow I always end up watching old episodes on Hulu that I missed because there's just something about Zooey that is so enticing.
Eek, she's just so ADORABLE!
http://divergentmusings.com/2011/04/18/style-inspiration-zooey-deschanel/
She truly inspires me and the outfits I wear to work. Lots of polka dots, tights, and dresses. For instance, yesterday I was wearing a red polka dot skirt (that was once a Goodwill find for a Minnie Mouse costume) which I think might have sparked the comment. Let's just say I walked with a little extra bounce in my step every time I got up to get coffee!
Unfortunately, I can copy her outfits 'till the cows come home, but I will never, ever be able to pull off her perfect bangs. Sigh. I hate her like poison.
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In other news, Ian must have caught wind of my girl crush because he cooked me dinner last night.
Which is almost as good as perfect bangs. Right?
