Top: Dress my mom bought in the 90's. Pants: H&M Shoes: Doc Martens
Woah there lassie!
Finals kind of suck and I have had the epiphany that I probably should drop out of my nerdy accelerated classes and in turn just become a clown that pukes in subway cars. very feasible. Anyway. Going to see Alexander McQueen at the MET. I plan to dress like I just went to a funeral because after my precious lee died my soul has been emptied. Lol. Sorry. For a second I didn't sound like my usual lifeless Regina George self!! Oopsies!! Has anyone gone to McQueen yet? If so please tell me so I can sound more cultural elite among all of the old grandmas that loiter in museums during the middle of the afternoona on Saturday. BTW I think loitering grandmas totally were greasers from the outsiders in their rebellious years.
On a style related note, my style has been kind of boring and I am recycling boring urban outfitters adorned wannabe cool looks. Never to fear! I don't want to be cool, like Siddhartha I just am cool. I wish there was a way to evolve in the realms of style without buying a crap load of clothing every time I feel remotely inspired. I wish I was Patti Smith, she just oozes effortless cool. UGHH. This makes me want to dye my hair white so I can get mistaken for an andy wharhol impersonater