Dress (worn as a skirt) and Glasses: c/o Karen Kane, Boots: Arturo Chiang, Jacket: from my momma/Brooke and Nicole, Button-up: Ralph Lauren, Bracelets and Watch: c/o Mimi's
I'm sitting here on the sofa. Where my bum has been planted since I walked in the door. After I took outfit pictures, of course. Not this outfit. This was Tuesday and I am just getting it posted. Motivation is clearly my motto this week. Especially today. Right. Because sitting in your school clothes now covered in dog hair because those boogies need some lovin', wanting a glass of water and a shower but too lazy to drag it off the couch sounds extra motivated. I have accomplished checking my school email, catching up on some long-overdue blogreading, and facebook stalking (I know, I stooped that low, you've done it on your bum days too.). Obviously a win for a Thursday. I'll probably hit up Pinterest next, just to make sure I've got all of the Constitutional Law, Federalist, Contracts mish mash out of my head and replaced with how to ice cupcakes and make paper heart bunting before I take it to the shower and throw on my yoga pants. Which I live in. Poor Dusty. By the time he gets off work and we see each other, I have already kissed goodby to any semblance of a decent outfit. popped on some black, stretchable, lovable goodness and look like I'm going to the gym. Only I am not, in fact, going to the gym. That's attractive. Which is why I have to post outfit pictures on here so that I can prove to him that I do get up and decently clothe myself every day. Next date night hun, I promise I'll get all dolled up just for you.
Happy February beauties! We have aparently already started our celebrating, as Dusty bought me a red, heart-covered stuffy and a heart-shaped box of chocolates last night. This is surely one of the best months. A 28-day long excuse to wear pink. And eat chocolate. Ok, maybe not the last one. Or maybe so.