Except that it’s not mine.
I didn’t get much sleep last night (partly my fault[hot chocolate, I love you. Even if you are sugar-free], partly the fault of the music upstairs[he thought we were gone camping], partly because I got a text at 3:34am from a friend), and I woke up with a cold, so I’m playing hooky from church.
Yes. This is my version of a lazy Sunday outfit.
And yes, this dress falls under the category of “neutral” because it is white, and therefore is within my range of allowed colors for this fashion challenge I’ve put upon myself. I don’t care if it does have pink flowers on it. Shush. My game. My rules.
And if you’re wondering what is going on with my shirt or think it looks silly, blame Kendie. I saw her tie her shirt like this and I liked it, so I’m copying it. (She may have looked slightly more polished. Or a lot more polished. And yes, I am blaming someone who is probably completely unaware of me, and who I’ve never met before in my life.)
This batch of pictures is batch number two of today. As mentioned before, I’m running on a lack of sleep, and after several minutes of trying to figure out what to do with my head, I decided to take the “I don’t care how I look” route and do as little as possible. Needless to say, that didn’t work out so well. Because even when I don’t care how I look, I care how I look.
So just for you, I did my hair properly and covered up the weird breakout on my left cheek. This way, I don’t have to crop out my head.
And I’m sure you’re all thankful for that. Headless pictures are creepy.
By the way, I braved death to bring you these pictures. Something was in the woods. This is me trying to figure out whether I should stay or run:
Obviously, I stayed. It’s fortunate I’m alive.