I can’t imagine how people navigate the week before the end of a quarter in college in any shoe with a heel height greater than the width of the pencils that I always seem to drop in the most inconvenient locations on campus. Plus, I’m really into how rad chucks look as they slowly degrade with wear-perfect for dressing down even the most ridiculous army shirt, acid wash shorts, and faux fur combinations. Or maybe they just add to the overall randomness of this outfit. Not that I would mind.
Right now I’m getting ready to perform some culinary experiments with quinoa and then I have to venture out into the rain that I’ve somehow managed to avoid pretty much all day. Hearing its rhythmic plod on the roof of my building has been wonderfully nostalgic, though, so I can’t really complain.