Well, I managed to over-sleep for my very first class of the semester, a 9 AM logic course. Great. I was a bit sad to miss it, but the first day is always a bore anyways. I wore this to the French 101 class that I’m auditing. I took 2 years but have forgotten it all due to that whole living in Tennessee and not France thing. I’m also taking a class on Existentialism and Phenomenology which I’m excited about. I went to buy my books for the course only to find out that not only do I own them all, I’ve read most of them several times. Huzzah. Those and a writing course and some dinky rhetoric course that I failed a few years ago due to an intense love affair with cocaine at the time. Ahem. I digress.
I’m wearing what appears to be my ubiquitous vintage Izod cardi, oxfords, and pleated skirt, some random beige-ish drapey t, and the accessories are mostly gifts/stolen/thrifted. Oh and my bag that I love and have carried for years that I scored at the thrift store. Outside the classroom I lost the sweater, hat (it is hot as hell outside), and glasses in favor of black raybans and giant headphones. I looked like a cartoon character amidst the jeans/t’s/floppers.