A week after Friday the 13th and I'm still feeling the bad luck. The cafeteria took leftover quesadillas (if they could really be called that in the first place), shoved "meat" in them, cut them into trendy triangles, and served them as taco bites. My yearbook partner left town and left me with all the work - a few days before deadline.
I don't have a clear idea of what I want this blog to be. I don't know how often I will be able to post. Currently, I don't have a tripod, so by ten-year-old brother is my photographer.
Anyway, here's what I wore today. I'm calling it "Mom's Closet-Inspired Soft Grunge," a.k.a. this flannel was cute and it's -20 windchill. (Can you tell I'm missing a button? Vintage.)
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