22 Jun 2009
simplicity in a silhouette.
i love the days when it’s gloomy. it’s gloomy and threatening rain every second, but coffee is beckoning. i drag myself slowly out of bed, avoiding mirrors and windows until the bathroom, when i smirk at the sight of me. i look longingly into my closet for that perfect shift dress… that perfect, easy confection of girlishness and strength, sprinkled with my personality. but it’s rarely there.
seeing this stunning creature afloat in a rainjacket, leggings, stunning nude pumps, and simple white tee… i feel like those wool-headed mornings can be a little more lax. looking into a closet should elicit an emotion similar to children on a playground, and should be treated as such.