GPOYW: Dublin edition. Obviously.

I went there in 2005 to watch Meg run the Dublin Marathon and then we made an awesome vacation out of it. Her name is way more Irish than mine, so she was quite the hit with wee Irishmen. I picked up these socks (and pretty much everything green I could find) there and I am proud (maybe I shouldn’t be? They are five-year-old socks, after all.) to say that I am wearing them today. Off to the parade for me!!!!

(Also, I’m trying to grow my hair out like that again.)