It snowed. I mean, sure, it only spit snow, but… it snowed. Multiple times. Why? Why. MY ALLERGIES CAN’T HANDLE THIS YOU GUYS.
Also I don’t want to wear my winter coat again until after Halloween, so in a pinch I layered my warmest items from my clothes chair — you know, that chair covered in clothes you didn’t hang up because you’re failing as an adult — and decided it was an outfit. Sure. Let’s go with it. Let’s pretend I’m warm enough.
Currently wearing… Pullover sweater c/o Soft Surroundings | Skirt, Free People [HERE] | Hoodie, American Apparel | Harding bootie c/o Naturalizer [HERE] | Black (Minus The) Leather Zip Moto Jacket, Express [HERE] | Rebecca Minkoff Mini MAC Crossbody bag c/o St. Louis Premium Outlets
Am I believably not freezing? Rad.
Somewhat unrelated, I turn 27 on Wednesday and my clothes chair has never been so full. Adulting is hard, guys. Am I past a point when I can ask my mom to help me clean as a birthday gift? I’m kidding… mainly.
P.S. Yes, many of these items went back on the clothes chair. I feel your judgement and I reject it.