When it Works

Use it until it conceivably, doesn't. It's a rule of thumb applicable in most any situation: relationships, Quiznos orders, and now, your choice in attire. As they often say, if it ain't broke, don't fix it.

And, so I did– or rather didn't– do just that.

When Coming Home

Congratulations, you've survived your first month of school. For your next challenge, you must craft the perfect homecoming outfit, striking the tricky–yet, feasible–balance between slutty, cool and effortless*. For the gal pals out there who place tangible value on versatility and ultimately the unique ability to stretch a dollar (or the lowly $5 bill in my piggy bank),  Reduce, Reuse and Recycle may just be your best strategy to take on this homecoming season.

Really, I encourage you to read on.

*word from the wise: anyone who says that they just " threw this together" is a bold-faced liar– I for one being among those lairs.

Picture Day

Congrats! You survived! Only 35 more weeks until summa two-kay-one-five!

Tip from the wise and "soon to be" graduating: don't hold your breath sweetheart, you've got a longgg way to go. And what better to pass the time than with innately Autumn pieces like moderately cropped sweaters and pleathery skirts–with bare, unshaven legs I might add * wink wink*. 

BTS BS

Welcome back bitches.

That is, back to web paradise, back to this url, and– best of all–BACK 2 SKEWL!

So what are you going to wear? A plastic bag, a gorilla suit, or last year's soccer sweats to achieve that "idgaf but I really do gaf about my eduction" air. Or do you go all out, sporting the new sneaks, jeans and blouse you bought with your mom Labor Day weekend.

At a loss? Let me help.

A Farewell Address

The nights cooler, Havianas rotated to the back of closet, Scandal Fall return date set in order, composition notebooks and Papermate pens lay strewn across the bedroom floor: the school year is upon us. 

Depending on where you reside, Summer 2k14 has left or is making moves toward leaving building. But before it makes like an absentee parent and peaces out for another 12 months, I would just like to personally express my thanks to the ultimate high point of the season. If you guessed those glorious two weeks in the parra, parra paradise that is Playa del Carmen, Mexico or even that one hazy night with my true love Drake Aubrey Graham alongside Lil Wayne, you we're dead wrong; and really don't know me at all for that matter. 

Shout out to the single most dependable item of clothing I may have ever owned. The crop top, of course.