Revival Files: Dress Makover

Total Cost: $6

You.guys. I'm about to bust a fool. I don't necessarily know what bust a fool really means but it sounds completely appropriate for this situation. Here's the deal, the 411, the low down. I'm a really trusting person. I like to think the best of everyone. If someone has wronged me, I try to think that I've been misinformed before I go all crazy eyes on 'em. If a stranger came up to me and asked if they could take my firstborn to their candy shop...nah just kidding I'm not that much of an idiot. The point, I trust people.

Well the bubble has been bursted.

Yesterday in the bubble of all bubbles. Brigham Young University, the place where people breathe sunshine and rabbits poop rainbows and lollipops grow in fields, my bike was stolen. Yeah it sucks that my bike was stolen and all, but the worst part is that now I'm all suspicious of the man. Yesterday someone tried to hug me and I kicked them in the shins because I thought they were trying to lift my wallet, I saw some guy chasing another guy and I told Matt someone was being followed outside and made him go check it out. Turns out it was just a boy trying to catch up with his friend and Matt ended up looking a little odd. 

What has become of me???

I think I need to buy a kitten or perhaps befriend an elderly woman named Ruth to cure me of my suspicions. In the mean time, I made some shots of what the thief might look like, you know just take my face out of the equation and I think it should be right on the money.

So have you seen the thief?!