Fashion Bloggery #7
All dressed up and no where to go. So. Newsflash. I am currently unemployed. This means I sit at home all day and watch Star Trek. I rarely leave the house. I don’t see anyone or talk to anyone. It is both awesome and horrible.
But, today, I was like, I’m going to look cute! I’m going to wear something other than these jean cut-off shorts and this Harvard hoodie! So I did! And then I walked around the house, and my backyard, took this picture, and then put my cut-offs and hoodie back on and watched more Star Trek. What a successful day, eh?
ON TO IT:
Shoes: Steve Madden
Shirt: White and rather see-through
Rosary: Made in Italy. It’s my new favourite. (I love rosaries and I collect them, so if you are ever wondering what to buy me for my birthday a rosary is always a really good bet.)
Glasses: Lost and then found. As in I thought I lost them but then found them while cleaning my bathroom cupboard.
Bam! I do all my best thinking in the shower. The other day I was thinking about time travel. Time travel is such a mindfuck. Like, okay, if I go back in time, and I’m looking at myself when I’m a baby, how is that possible? How can I exist twice in the same time? It just doesn’t seem kosher. You should only be able to exist in one place in time, so if I go back, baby me gets replaced by grown-up me. Though perhaps when I leave, baby me will reappear. Whatever happens, it ain’t right. For this reason I believe time travel is impossible due to it inevitably ripping apart the very fabric of existence, while also causing a massive, irreparable rift in the spacetime continuum—which is obviously a given.
Dance for me, my little meat sacks,