I don’t have it.
I’m super sick so my mission for the night was to find an outfit exciting enough to make me want to leave the house tonight.
I wandered out in:
- Green tank dress
- Cowboy boots
- Red scarf
- Black cardigan
I might have looked confused, but I don’t care. It feels like there’s a lemon in my ear, cut me some slack.
Sick + Reese Puffs + caramel tea + September Vogue + Knitting
= I have been better but I have certainly been worse.
Then I did a shit-ton of sit-ups.
I’m keeping my fingers crossed that I’ll be able to roll out of bed and walk to the bus stop in the morning. Thanks a whole lot, societal standards. If it weren’t for you I’d have spent the night eating Haagen dazs and watching MTV.