Uh, shoes. Seriously.
|Like a mother hen.|
|This will steel you against those 78 degree nights.|
And what did we find there, amongst the hay bales and pumpkins and general fall-time emblems?
|That's right, GOATS.|
|Anna surveys the farm with the studied boredom of all Hollywood starlets.|
|Sure most people go for the obvious "picture on a giant pile of pumpkins" but Anna was inspired to create a multi-picture narrative of dirt-playing instead.|
|We still managed to humiliate her a little bit.|
|You should see how discerning she is in gourd selection.|
|"You guys know it's 90 degrees out here, right?"|
|A giant field of sprinklers? Yes, please. Right after this she ran to the mud, stuck a hand in, and shoved it in her mouth. My dainty little lady!|
|It's unfortunate how clingy and insecure she is.|