Explaining The Beret

I should probably start off my blog by explaining the beret reference. Since I don't expect a Jessica Froshaug wedding blog type following, I won't feel the need to explain each character in my stories seeing as I expect only my friends and family to be viewing this website.

So the beret...since Christmas this year was expected to be a small one as I am going to London and thats kinnnd of expensive, Jill didn't really go over the top with gifts this year. The first gift I unwrap is an odd tank top frilly type blouse with a super funky pattern on it. It was one of those moments where you want to be grateful for the present you are receiving but can't hold back your laughter. So the tank top really got the fam going....then as Jill starts to hand me my second present she hesitates...she says, "I don't even want to give you this gift now because you are going to laugh at me!" So I open it...and much to my surprise its a BERET! I mean cmon, I know I'm studying abroad, but a beret? haha I clearly put the beret and the goofy tank top on and ran around the house like an idiot for a little bit. I said, "Jill, there is no way I am taking this thing with me!" She thinks its adorrrrrable (in the way moms think things are adorable that really aren't. Prime example: Candy Clarke--"What!? All the girls at shool are wearing this Caitlin, I swear!" right Candy.)

Anyways, after thoroughly poking fun at Jill for a successful Christmas, I started thinking that maybe the beret isnt such a bad idea after all. About a week ago, I decided to fully embrace the beret, and to not just pack it to make Jill happy, but to take it everywhere I travel in Europe and take a picture of me wearing the beret in front of an easily recognizable location. So thats my beret story and I'm sticking to it.

Love you Jill, thanks so much!