Yeah, that’s right, I hang out with sailors

by Krystal Bick
June 24, 2009

This is a story about a boy and a girl.
Meet the girl. She often does this, looking out windows and avoiding eye contact with cameras, giving an elusive yet hopefully intriguing appearance.

Girl spots boy. Meet the boy. He wears a yellow rain coat and some people call him “Captain.”

“So uh, you come here often?”

“This seat isn’t taken, is it?”
“So what’s your sign?”

Girl loses interest, because let’s face it, sailor clocks are never dependable (he’s displayed the same wrong time for as long as she can remember) and he probably won’t call anyway.
So instead, girl posts close-up shots of her outfit including her new go-to skirt with awesome brass buttons.

And she lived happily ever after.The End.

  • Shirt: Navy blue ruffled tank, she doesn’t remember where she got it
  • Skirt: Khaki, high-waisted front double buttoned skirt, BCBG
  • Shoes: Vintage, tan kitten peep toe heels
  • Jewelry: Vintage charm necklace
  • Sailor dude: courtesy of Ian

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