Well, another evening, another essay I am certainly not doing in as temporally responsible a manner as I ought to. I really cannot wait for this quarter to be over... what is it with Winter Quarter being a designated 2.5 months of hellishness? For no good reason, no less. It just is. Here's hoping next year's January-March are as cheery as Dolly Parton, but less... er... full. Agenda-wise, of course.
My camera cord is vacationing somewhere nice. So nice it still hasn't returned. On second thought, perhaps it is in Mexico? Maybe it has become a victim of cocaine trade wars. Oh dear.
Until it, or its remains, are recovered by me and/or the CIA I offer some very crap examples of personal ensembles.
If for some reason you are reading this for sartorial advice via my example, this post may not be for you. Not in picture quality anyway.
This is the outfit I wore most of today, sans the ankle booties (they are very clogs-ish) with slouchy beige socks. I just cooked dinner, you see, and for once did not wear heels to accompany that.
Pleated high waisted black vintage polyester skirt (a dollar if you add another qualifier to that), khaki safari shirt with military detailing from GAP, my dad's old leather braid belt, and a weird elephant necklace I made a year or so ago. I really enjoy long skirts because I am tall, and they make me taller. As do the heels. It's like being the only giraffe on the sidewalk. In vintage.
Ensemble Dos stems from a few days ago. Very simple, clearly, and in line with what I've been doing for better part of the past eight months or so: Black, leggings, and basics. American Apparel high waist nylon tricot leggings, American Apparel white dolman sleeve top, and a black and white beaded necklace from Urban Outfitters. Tres bon.
Back to academia. Until later darlings.
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