Juicy Couture Top. Joyce Leslie Vest. American Eagle Outfitters jeans. Frye boots. Random assortment of necklaces. Forever 21 ring. Fossil Watch.
While taking these pictures, I suddenly got frightened of all the people bustling around since it's lunch hour here, and began to freak out much like I imagine a small bunny would in a similar situation. Except add my usually deep voice squeaking out "WHY ARE THERE SO MANY PEOPLE!? TAKE THE PICTURE QUICK!?" To my poor flatmate Hannah who was just doing me a favor. I need to get over these random floods of embarrassment, especially here. Everyone just thinks I'm a loud, extroverted American anyway, and doesn't really give a damn what I do.
Anyways, I made myself respectable for class, SHOCKER. Minus the hair, that is not respectable. I don't even know what to call that, but it's what happens pretty often now that it's longer. I love straightening it though, I feels so long to me! Hopefully there will be good pictures of that soon enough.
I don't even know what else to say about this outfit, but I do want to apologize for the douchey look I'm giving you all in the first picture. I do that weird lopsided smile thing when I'm feeling too shy or too smug to flash all the teeth, and while it's cute when boys do it, it's not when I do it.
