Well, after getting 3 hours of sleep (if there is no beer, pot, or sleeping pills in my system, it doesn’t happen), I woke up to pouring rain. I felt like an alien on campus as per usual. I was hoping that maybe people would assume I was a teacher or something in order to make sense of what I was wearing. Which brings me to another point: I would love to be a philosophy professor one day. I could be poor and try to teach idiot, assholes complex ideas. Sounds like the life.
Everything I’m wearing is thrifted except for the hose which came from the drug store and are actually thigh highs that were hopefully peeking out and slightly distracting to my Logic professor. All in good fun, of course. And the shirt is an AA dress.
Oh, and I entered that Teen Vogue contest. Which I am far too old to be doing. But yes, I still totally read Teen Vogue, it’s actually a favorite. Okay, I don’t so much read it as tear pages out of it, but whatever tomato tomato.
More inappropriate comments about professors at… The Snowshoe Rabbit!