Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes are taking place on UZ none of which I have yet to addresse and probably should before all hell breaks loose in my corner of the blogesphere. I apologize in advance for my speaking in highly exaggerated terms, but it's Monday and we all could use a little fabricated discourse to pick-me-up.
Shocker #1: I've offically joined the Metal Mouth club. The only place where you can feel comfortable eating a banana, or say, Cheez-its, without feeling uncomfortable when such has transformed composition into a mush-like texture and is now stubbornly logged to the interior of your bracket. It's a really inviting environment.
Shocker #2: My hair is different. Look, it's all glossy and chemically straightened. What a joy.
Shocker #3: I'm wearing tights within an appropriate time frame–being winter instead of the preferred summer climate. Have you ever had the inclination to wear a wool sweater in July or that picnic bound, toucan print festooned strapless dress in January? There's something about wanting to outfit yourself in apparel that rarely coincides with the current atmospheric temperament that I just can't quite put my finger on. #hmmm #deep #psychology
Shocker #4: I conceded to the will of suburban wannabe taste-fakers and purchased a pair of Timbs. Or is it Wheats, maybe Timbos... But you see, mine glow in the dark and I got hem for like a third of retail price which should make feel mildly unique within the sea of Insta-fashion and Jenner disciples populating my school.
Look how much fun that was. BTW I'm wearing a Johann Earl tee , Romeo & Juliet Couture sweater, vintage skirt, Saint Lauraunt tights– JK, Gotcha, LOL, these are probably from CVS, and J's on my feet but they aren't J's they're more like T's which are emblematic for the brand name Timberland.
Okeee buh-bye.
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