Ducks in Trouble

So the title of the post is an inside joke. I know two of you that read this will for sure get the joke ;)

So I have a scary past with ducks, well birds in general. They do not like me at all! When I was like five I was at a place called Wheeler Farm. We were all feeding the ducks and I was attacked. I had so many bruises. The little jerks ripped my little overalls off. Then in Jr. high I was attacked by a robin. Like literally attacked. It bit the crap out of my ankle. And I got swooped at the zoo from another a hole bird. It hit me upside the head with its wing. I have witnesses if you don't believe me. So I faced my fears and approached a huge group of ducks and geese. Let's just say it went better than expected but I was still almost attacked by the biggest freaking goose. He kept eyeballing me the whole time I was taking pictures. So I couldn't turn my back on him for one second.

Keeping my eye on the murderous goose.

Notice the white one in the background photobombing/copying me...same foot position and everything.

My Two little buddies

That big grey one was chasing me..scared the crap out of me. 

Sweater: Cotton on
Top: Nordstrom (similar)
Pants: Love Culture (similar and want)
Necklace: Rue 21 (old)
Shoes: Windsor 
Earrings: Rue21 (old)

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