How I will remember what I've worn and not wear the same thing three weeks in a row...

[4there_she_was]

After a half-hour conversation with my mother I was closer to mental collapse than I have been for weeks at least.  Coincidence?  Oh for sure.

Turns out she has no plans for my Thanksgiving break.  She instructed me to walk down the hall, bringing up the subject with a range of victims and say Hey What Are You Doing for Thanksgiving and see if I can scrounge up sympathy/an invitation. 
Fuck my life.

But!  I tossed together a nice outfit today.  Take a look:



This dress, one of my favorite rummage-sale grabs, may mysteriously manage to get longer as the season progresses...but I love the vaguely flapper-esque shape of it this way, especially in addition to its art nouveau meets art deco print.  White and black, which is very in for this season!!!  Yay fashion week collages.







I am loving:
-My roommate for her sincere invitation for T-giving
-LJ picture uploads
-My new red lipstick, which is redredred
-My new Target black loafers.  Wow!  Who knew.
-My new black cardigan, though it was outshone by the new drapey sweater I've been lusting after for a full year now and just bought...see tomorrow's outfit!
-Not being in a hostel

I am hating:
-My mother
-The French language
-The Refectory
-How my doorframe randomly smells like smoke and IT WON'T GO AWAY
-My camera for dying constantly
-E having schoolwork
-My airplane pimple
-Not seeing anyone noteworthy around campus...

I wish it would rain again!  I want another excuse to wear my new rain boots.

Love, T