Another long day, the same pair of socks. Yikes? Shh…. I can’t hear you…
So, to all you girls who blog, question: do you ever actually start to feel stressed when you’re getting dressed or at least over think it? I do. I’m like, oh dammit, I’m going to post this later, so I better make it good. And it’s making me late for class. But it’s all so amusing indeed.
Point: I just got home from school in these photos. Standard vintage school bag, headphones so that I may soundtrack my life, glasses so as to not run into stuff. Socks, ripped tights, and Frye gray ankle strapish boots. Velvet brand black dress. Brown button vest. The second photo is more what it looked like in person. This main photo is all washed out due to the use of a flash. The outfit looks better without flash but I couldn’t say the same for the ol’ face. I obviously wish it was fall. It is by no means fall here; it is sweat sticky and bright. All I want is that crisp, smoky fall feeling. I’m jealous of anyone that could get away with a real live scarf right now.
The Snowshoe Rabbit