I spent most of my day today on my bedroom floor with T, alternating between being tickled (kill me) , looking up every meal deal in our city (more on this later) , & pretending to be gymnasts (we’re shit). Today was also the day T learned that while I’m pretty okay with spiders, dead spiders make me shudder in fear & disgust. He did what any loving, caring boyfriend would do & chased me around the house with a dead spider until I locked myself in the bathroom. Good day. Clearly we were getting pretty stir crazy, so we decided to go to drinks with some mates at a local bar; this is what I’m wearing right now, waiting for those mates to text me so I can continue the struggle that is learning to play pool while wearing inconvenient shoes & being two beers into the evening.
Daisies are one of those prints that always evoke 90′s style for me, which is one third of the reason I bought this shirt years ago. The other two thirds are both cutout-related, the first being “HELLO cutout that makes it look like my conservative daisy shirt is sneaking off my shoulders in a potentially seductive manner*” and the second being the airflow they provide. I cannot tell you how many times I’ve had to attempt to convince people that this shirt bridges that elusive gap between hot & cold weather. Cutout shirts are a necessary wardrobe staple, guys. Get on board.
My favorite part of this picture is how my cat & dog are copying my pose. WERQ IT, guys. I enjoy these shorts because despite being both high-waisted and tight, my butt still stays firmly within them. I have a feeling that’s a revolutionary concept for most of the under 16′s in my area -but hey-I’m not judging ( …No but honestly I’m judging. I’m judging HARD).
I always tend to gravitate toward chunky heels/wedges when it comes to shorts. I don’t know if it’s just me, but I feel like when it comes to shorts, unless your whole outfit is super classy (which rarely happens to me if I’m wearing shorts..) and you wear thin strappy heels, it can give this ‘club promo girl’ vibe. Which, I mean, you GET that money girl – but I want my dad to let me out of the house today. **
*Some people are into shoulders. & probably daisies. Just let me have this.
**Jokes: If he wasn’t out at the moment I’d be changing out of pants in the car. BADASS.
EDIT: Last night ended up getting postponed to tonight, so I proceeded to spend the night on the couch with T watching 500 Days of Summer & eating Crunchie Icecream bars. Awkward that I had already taken the pictures for/written up this post, because I accidentally became one of those bloggers that takes photos of an outfit that doesn’t end up getting worn outside the house. I feel dirty.