90s floral maxi dress: thrifted
Everlane tote bag
A few quick iPhone snaps of a little something I wore to check out Ed's Epicly Later'd screening in LA. Not really sure why I'm holding on to my bag for dear life but there you have it.
I was thinking about pet peeves the other day, I think they're fascinating and I love hearing what grinds other people's gears. I'll let you in on one of my biggest pet peeves: being called ma'm. MA'M?!! Oh no, I think you mean miss, random grocery store employee. I think it's also the tone in which people say ma'm. I feel like it's almost always uttered with a hint of impatience or annoyance. When someone does refers to me as miss I inwardly nod my head in tacit approval, with a slight smile on my face, "yeah, that's right, I'm a miss". Being called ma'm is like the equivalent of someone telling you, "you look tired today" when you feel the opposite of tired and are actually quite wide awake, thanks. It's a subtle diss! Only when I'm married with a ring on my hitching finger OR pushing a kid in a stroller OR am a woman of a certain age will being called ma'm fly in my book.
Anyway, just thought I'd share. Anyone else feel me on this or is it just my weird hangup?