There are days when it just seems not worth the trouble to dress well, or in better terms have fun with my clothing. today and yesterday have been two such days. One begins to become doubtful of the outfit, tries on a bunch of random shit, and then gives up and settles for something that is acceptable but not great.

I could be incrediby vain (ill be the first to admit that) but when im wearing a great outfit, i personaly feel fantastic. If I'm wearing something that doesn't feel "me" I worry and am anxious all day.
It's about to storm, so why not take some time out and post some things that always wow me.

p.s. at the very least, the past two days have been crappy outfit-wise, but very excellent hair-wise.

Guilty Pleasure

To keep myself from falling asleep in school, I've started drawing outfits in class. They are pretty crap-tacular but whatever works right? Also my friend from school is making me guilty from hardly trying to improve myself this summer. I feel sort of embarrsed that I've become so obsessed with this type of thing. Here's to hoping that no one from school finds this site, or my moleskin