So, I’ve been doing something that I typically don’t do….. comfort dressing. I’m almost ashamed to say it. Not that I’ve ever been the type of girl that wears heels all day and teeters around but I have always been a fan of the jeans so tight they’re practically compression stockings. I like it. I find something comforting about skin tight denim. They are essentially my version of a hugging machine. So now and then I look at pants and have mixed emotions. They always look sooo comfortable but in fabric that thin I might as well not be wearing pants. This is my strange logic. In any case, I saw these pants at the Supre clearance shop (a store I like a little bit too much given my usual taste) for $5.50 and I thought worst case scenario I’ll wear them around the house. Turns out I kinda like them. I feel like a different person in this more puffy silhouette though. WEIRD!
There it is… the hair flicking shot.
Your butt feels everything when it’s only covered in a thin layer of cotton. None of that tough denim protection!
It’s rare for me to admit but I’m actually really liking my hair colour at the moment. Pity it will wash out before I next leave the house. Also, I’m so glad I got these glasses. I almost didn’t because of the weird colour but I actually kinda love them now. Win!
We took these pictures months ago. I actually thought I’d put them up already. I sort of dressed like a ridiculous cartoon character on this day so it seemed fitting to run into this crazy mural. I have no idea how I’d never spotted it before?! It is just tucked away running off Franklin street (I think) in the city and covers quite a bit of length down the street. I don’t know anything about it other than I think it’s cute and that I wish there was more of this wall art around the place. It adds so much colour and interest to an otherwise dull little street. It was particularly lucky that I dressed like a 90’s teenager on this day to match the wall.
Being eaten by a garage monster. I’m pretty sure I’d be tasteless and stringy by now.
It kinda appears that I’m performing some kind of dance move. I’m pretty sure I would have been swatting flies or something.
Often where the finger should be pointed.
The obligatory playing-with-my-hair photo. There’s one in every session.
Skirt: Valley Girl, Top: DSquared, Cardigan: Savers, Tights: KMart (I think), Socks: Rubi, Boots: Vintage, Sunglasses: Ray-Ban, Bag: Sportsgirl