Even though James Woods' character in Happy Campers is fascinating in all the wrong (and manipulative) ways, I'm kind of obsessed with how she dresses. The knee high Docs with floaty skirts and cut off wifebeaters, the floral arrangements woven into her hair. And good lord, that hot pink eye shadow is giving me chills. I only I was a waify blonde camp counselor. If only it wasn't December.
At least my James is coming down to Jersey tomorrow. Something to be excited about, for sure.
Until then, more Netflix instant watch and lots and lots of knitting.