I haven't done a "fashionesque" post for a bit now. You probably don't want to hear me rant (again) about how yoga pants are the sweatpants of my generation but it is true. A lazy habit I'm (still) trying to break. Sigh.
So when I do bother to get dressed, it is like a celebration! Get out the camera, I'm wearing an outfit!
Although, other than the shirt by MaryInk there is really nothing interesting going on here. This is my default "I have to actually leave the house" outfit right now. Do you have one of those?
My new hair thing is doing a twisty thing instead of a braid. Watch out, I'm getting adventurous! I'm still secretly coveting the bright orange bob though.
I did snip my bangs a little. Just to see.
Baby steps, baby steps.
The sad thing is that I used to be downright fashionable. Unique. A risk taker even. A trendsetter maybe. And now? Well, let's just say I never in all my self-centered teen years thought I'd grow up to be so darn...normal. Mom-like. And dare I say it? I don't want to say it! Ouch, it is so hard to admit. Okay, I'll say it.
Boring.
They say that Einstein wore the same thing everyday (although I've also heard that this was exaggerated) but rather than fact check, I'm going to believe it. Yeah. Let's go with that. We are all so busy being brilliant that we can't be bothered anymore. Right? Are you with me?
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What is your default outfit? Come on, you totally have one. Right?
