big pimpin'

well it's official, i'm a california girl. i have ombred blonde-ish hair, wear 30 dollar flip flops, and now i drive a 3 series. yes, the choice car of every single person living in southern california... i can't say that i care much as it's super pretty and shiny and goes really fast without feeling like it's going to fall apart. plus, i got a great deal and you know how much i love deals on fancy things. but the bigger issue for me is that i feel like it means i'm growing up... like eventually i'm going to have to get a job and maybe procreate. yikes. not ready, so not ready.

i was really excited about this purchase... clearly...

big red was my 2000 honda civic and she was a beaut. i never got into a single accident in my car, other than hitting a giant effing stupid dear, but she was just safe, reliable, and adorable. i cried when we traded her in, but i feel good that i'm not alone see here.

am i the only person terrified of growing up?