can I just apologize for the sheer number of "selfies" up recently?
Believe me, I realize that all of you loyally devoted readers (just humor me) don't show up everyday to see my nerd-tastic self
squirming awkardly away from mugging repeatedly for the camera.
It's true. I, too, find it infinitely more enjoyable to feast my eyes upon someone of a less....
Well, my friends: It is exam week.
Yes. It's time again that we squeeze ourselves into strangely over-packed (seriously, who are all these random people?) lecture halls to prove to our discouragingly apathetic professors that we do in fact know how to fill in bubbles!
(or to write T. Or F. Which, funnily enough, can actually be made to look quite similar).
And although I realize that college itself may not offer up a treasure-trove of street style...
This is depressing.
I mean - boxers!? And not even cute sort-of-look-like-lingerie-indoor-outdoor-wear-trend acceptable boxers. I'm talking rolled-up, my-boyfriend-left-these-here-last-night-yes-this-is-as-gross-as-it-seems boxers of a whole 'nother sort.
Alas. Even this awkward last minute "photo shoot" taken with my equally awkward family on Mother's Day proves to rival the dearth of public inspiration plaguing me of late. So, observe my own pajama-wear attire - which coincidentally enough, again mirrors my father's fashion (who, I should mention, will call me one millisecond after reading this post insisting I remove any photographic evidence of his existence).
|I swear my fly's not open - Exposed zipper! It's cool. I promise.|
So look while you can!
(And try to figure out what we're doing, and why everyone is
glaring staring at us. Good news, folks - Dork is genetic!)
|Wearing: button up: vintage Guess from Good Style Shop (similar) (cool modern take), shirt: H&M, pants: Urban Outfitters (similar), shoes: Urban Outfitters, glasses: Anthropologie (similar), watch: Fossil (similar), sunglasses I wish I were wearing: ASOS|