The Review

Thus far you have noticed that a reoccurring theme of  both rebellion and indifference posing vital in my being and, in particular,to my choice in attire. Today, in the next installment of active defiance in the name of unconventionality I bring to you a the one and only, master of the elements, ladies and gents Mother Nature. We all know she can be bit of a ludicrous, indecisive B likely residing in Apartment 23, but she has become a major part of our lives whether we,as mankind,like it or not. I being not too keen on her decisions that ultimately determine both the state of my hair follicles and the fabrics upon my back, chose to challenge Motha Nature.

You heard me phuck the the weather, I'm gonna wear cotton skirts with no tights in 35 degree weather and white sneakers when snow has risen above my ankles. And guess what, if its 85 in Cabo I just might wear sweater with reindeer on it just because I feel like it.

So suck on that rain, snow, sleet, hail, sun, shine and the creator of the elements. My bare limbs have very little shame in their game. Very. Little

Bebe Skirt, Obey tee, Converse One Star plaid, Nike Tiger sneakers, Michael Kors turtle neck, H&M moto vest and Converse One Star striped button.

And then it got cold so I went inside.


The.End.