Ah, this week is finally over. TGIF, as always, but this week was rather stressful, as I have mentioned.
So, wearing socks and sandals is apparently an acceptable reason to stare at someone like they’re wearing clown shoes. I would like to send out a memo to people who stare like this explaining I’m not dressing to please them. Hell, I probably don’t even know your name… why would I consider taking your opinion seriously when you mean nothing to me? Fashion is something I don’t take too seriously. It’s fun, and I’ll have fun with it. So instead of getting a complex, I’ll gain some confidence. Cool trade-off, if you ask me.
I just want to wear white jeans and pretend I’m a sailor… and go to a random grassy field. I wish they were more abundant here – usually attempting to find one involves stepping over broken glass and rocks before reaching the peaceful destination.
Happy weekend, xox Catherine