Mock love.

You know how they say that if you love something, you should set it free, 

and if it comes back to you, it was meant to be?

Well that's stupid. 

'Cause I'm not a big fan of idioms.

Or leaving things up to fate. 

So I nixed the whole romantic notion and decided to just follow my good ol' hoarding tendencies. 

The story begins about 45 seconds post the purchase of Monday's oversized sweater, when I realized that if I didn't quickly buy a second, acquaintances might start mistaking me for a homeless person (not that this doesn't already happen) (a lot). 

 So a scurried on back to the butt of many-a-joke - The Gap - and dug through the piles and piles of winter clearance items until I came upon this beauty: The second cousin of my bfforever turtle neck sweater. 

sweater: Gap (sold out? similar here), skirt: American Apparel, boots: vintage, ring: random old man street vendor in Rome

I believe that this particular variation is commonly referred to as a "mock" turtle neck, which I assume bears no relation to the phrase "goin' mach 5", 

even if that might make it very, very much cooler than its current iteration. 

Even so, I'm pretty pleased with this wholly unflattering piece of perfection. 

Not only can I wear it fully without pants, but I've also found that it makes a perfect sleeping-bag-like vessel for me and 20 of my closest compadres. 

It's that big. 

And I was disappointed that I couldn't find an XXL. 

Weirdo.

Cheers.