In a Pickle

*Loafers, Sweater, Similar Pants*

I'm not quite sure how I've lived the past 26 years without gold loafers. They make me feel like Michael Jackson and I want to moonwalk every time I look down at my feet. Then I remember I don't know how to moonwalk.

I'm also not sure how I've lived without pickles for so long. I recently became a fan of them and find myself constantly returning to the kitchen to grab more from the jar. Trying to moonwalk while eating a pickle is hard stuff.