creepiness

A couple of  minutes ago I was trying to get some photos to do an update on the "Para el Día de Hoy" ... but, as soon as I got the first picture and looked outside, I saw a man standing there.

Needless to say, I was 100% creeped out.

He's one of the carpenters doing shit around the house (seriously, I thought the house was fucking finished when we moved in ... but no, turns out that mother dearest just wanted to be here instead of the fucking apartment ... I'm pissed off, obviously).

So, I only got one photo, no details, no nothing.

I fucking hate carpenters being around the house. I want them to finish up everything around here already!

The one picture, which didn't even come out all that good ... ugh! Maybe later I'll try to get some more photos...

Shirt: American Eagle (yes, I own one shirt from AE, sue me)

Jeans: Forever 21
Studded Heels: Betsey Johnson
Bag: Aldo
Leather and Snakeskin bracelet: got it at San Miguel de Allende

Flower Headpiece: D.I.Y. by a friend

Moving is the synonym of Nightmare

Today I took ALL my shoes to the new house. Every.
Single.
Pair.

And believe me when I tell you that it was no easy task.
Getting them into my car was so tedious. Going in and out of the apartment to get all the boxes in the trunk, the back seat, and the front seat was no fun.
This is what my car ended up looking like:

Then, once I arrived at the new house, I had to unload all the boxes...

and then: get them up the first flight of [25] stairs onto the first floor, and then up the second flight of [18] stairs onto the second floor.

I don't know when was the last time I sweat so much. Well, maybe I do, but in case younglings read this, it's best not to go into details ;)

This is what the first flight of stairs looked like:

Once we're actually settled into the new house, I'll try to make my first vlog and show ya'll my new closet :D

Traducción:

Hoy ya me llevé todos mis zapatos a la casa nueva y les juro que no fue una tarea fácil.
Meterlos a mi carro fue algo tedioso: entrar y salir del departamento con algunas cuantas cajas no sé cuantas veces ... ya se imaginarán. Mi carro estaba repleto de cajas de zapatos.

Al llegar a la casa nueva, tuve que subir un total de 43 escalones para poder llevar todos los zapatos a mi closet.

No sé cuando fue la última vez que sudé tanto!!

Pero una vez que ya todo esté bien en la casa nueva, voy a intentar hacer un vlog para enseñarles mi clóset nuevo :D