it’s true. I do.
So as much as I told myself that I was not allowed to wear skirts and belts and tops, I did. When you work in retail it’s easy and won’t get you written up. Some of you may ask if I even own jeans….and I’ll never tell. But I will tell you this, I have two rompers. But I also have no place to wear a romper. Alas, one of these days I’ll wear something else and you’ll all be confused.
Oh, I made this skirt. booyah. I wish you could see the pattern. I also wish I had a sewing machine so I could make more. My Mom bought me a dress the other day. And it came with this free belt, so I thanked her much for the dress and threw it in the closet and snatched the free belt. Excellent. annnd I love this tshirt because of the sweet stones on the shoulders, never again will i wear a plain white t. (haha)
Finally I have some job leads. None of which are very promising but still, it’s better than nothing. Sorry Guthrie, Oklahoma, looks like my dreams of being a karaoke regular at the Main Street Bar are being shaken.
St. Louis in 8 days. eeeeeee. What does one wear when one hangs out with one’s friends who are male and who do not notice or care what one wears? Besides just underwear.
I love you chictopia.