Today, I decided to just shoot my outfit photos in my backyard (shocker I know). But since I was wearing white tights---which by the way someone commented on negatively while at work. What is your thoughts on white tights?---I didn't want Captain to jump on my and get the dirty. So I decided to leave him inside while I did my photos. Not really thinking, I shut the sliding door and did my thang (hehe), all the while Captain is crying and jumping on the door. So I finish and try to go back in, only to find my door locked.
Captain had somehow managed to jump up and flick the lock closed, thus locking me out. Now this wouldn't have been a problem if I had just brought my phone out. But of course I didn't. So I had to stalk people on the street to find a phone to 1. call my landlord to let me in and 2. call work to tell them I would be late.
Well, not long after the landlord said they were on their way I realized oh my goodness I locked both my deadbolts, meaning that the front door couldn't be unlocked.
crap. crap. crap.
Well I ended up jimmy rigging my door to get it open before the landlord got there. Yay me! And I was only 6 minutes late to work.
It's good to know that it is freaking hard to break into my house. Burglars beware.
Skirt (c/o) and Shirt: Forever 21; Belt: Old Navy; Shoes and Tights: Target