Coincidences. Who knows why they happen. And the bad ones haunt us like some big cosmic joke. You know it from adolescence: you can get all dolled up to “casually” run into the guy you like and you bet your ass it’s not gonna happen. Oh no. You will run into him when your hair is a dirty mess, you’re wearing sweats or something of the sorts, have no makeup on and a typical hangover face – with a huge zit, of course – and to top it off, it will probably happen on the first day of your period. The worse part is you WILL try in vain to hide, but unlike those days when you want him to notice you and he seems to find a fly more interesting than you, on that particular day you will be the first thing he sees. Thoughts of jumping in front of the oncoming traffic will flash through your head, along with pretending to be your butt-ugly twin sister. And you learn that life’s a bitch and then you die.
Speaking of coincidences, the day I wore this outfit it was totally random that I happened to style my hair in a bun just like the cartoon in the bag. It shows just how much I pay attention, I didn’t even notice and it is about ten years old. So there you go, me and the chinese bun lady. I will miss summer mainly because of dresses like this one. Tail Hem. Love love love.