I apologize for the lack of clothing posts. It's just summer and I really just don't want to wear anything. I'm wearing justa bra and shorts cali style right now. Not turning any heads whatsoever. That's fine. It's too damn hot outside to try and there is not really much worth trying for right now. Don't call the suicide police on me just yet. What I mean is that I'm approaching a bit of a transition in lifestyles (city sublet to suburban dorm room) and I'm not coping so well. See yoes, I've been wishing, hoping, working all my life to get away from all that green stuff and live in a fucking city. I finally did it this summer and if it weren't for all my extra curricular activities (actually: swimming, art club, job) I would totally just sign a lease here in philly and commute to class and fuck all the college shit I'll miss out on. well, I'm just not that cool.
I'm also super excited for my fall wardrobe... you know, once it actually gets cold enough to be considered fall. Deep reds, blacks, velvet, tights... I'm drooling as I type this. I'mma be one cool ass bitch. Either that or that girl that thinks she got so much style and really everyone just shakes their head in dismay. I'm always worried I'm that girl because I don't always have the exact article of clothing I want for a particular outfit but wear it anyway for "the concept", not necessarily because it looks superb. Wish me luck, cuz haters always got their straws in the hater-ade.
given lemons. made lemonade. why stop there? Cheap chic and general fabulousness. Personal style and talking blog.
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