Day One

Look at me wearing cropped burgundy sweaters with clever references to literary masterpieces like it's Fall or something. You can't say you aren't at least proud of me for finally catching not just a drift, but the drift. I personally feel that I look like a poster child for Autumn and thereby sense a monetary reward is in transit to my mailing address [ insert raised eyebrow and extended hand].

Originally, I felt this outfit was lacking heavily on the "shock and awe" or unconventional factor that I typically choose to purvey. I'm aware that such adjectives are kindly ambitious and overstated as I'm really only wearing a sweater and some ripped jeans; but then, like magic, I rediscovered my passion for those super-sale Valentino inspired, so-ugly-it's-pretty Zara heels, put them on, and thought, "Hey I look cool now".

 In a moment of disillusioned zeal, I wore the entire outfit, heels in tow, to school. It may or may not have been one of the best and worst decisions of my life seeing as how I now have permanent Arthritis in both pinky toes, but then again I appreciate the beauty of trial, error and imminent failure, at work.

If I were the kind of gal who was in to the whole dressing thematically shenanigans, I'm 65% positive this outfit would qualify as toats approps for say, a major holiday sharply rounding the metaphorical corner that is your faulty iOS 7 calendar. And no guys, it's not Christmas. "It's too soon. No. Thanksgiving is first" is my only reaction to the Christmas tree, ragged twinkly wreath and life-size nativity scene set in anticipatory eagerness upon my next door neighbors front yard. Misplaced enthusiasm just permeates the property like the Glade "Reindeer Rendezvous" scented candle my sister purchased at Target today.

NO.

SNL again seems to be too accurate with my feelings on the matter. Side note: Do you have no idea what I'm talking about slash live under a rock with Patrick Star?Before we go any further, please watch the Weekend Update with my girl Cecily and my boy Seth. Please, for my own sanity.

Converse plaid shirt, Topshop crop sweater, Zara heels.

I'm so glad we are on the same page now, and please don't treat Thanksgiving like a step-child. It deserves better than that.