blazer: gap, shirt: forever 21, pants: old navy, boots: target
Outfit #3 of 30. It's another inside outfit photo, people. It's raining. It's cold. I'm a wimp. Mr. PBR is out of town (or is he?? my mom told me to stop posting this on my blog just in case some of my readers are weirdos). Dear weirdos- I have a mean attack dog and a tazer. And I promise you'd want to return me within minutes of kidnapping me as I'm very lazy, needy and manipulative. As an example, I convinced Mr. PBR that he needed to buy me a 12 pack of Diet Cherry Coke and a Lucky magazine the other day after I hit my own head on the dryer door. I managed to make that HIS fault. I can deflect blame in any situation really. Also, dear weirdos, feel free to leave me some comments so I know who you are. Just in case.
Today I decided to tuck my shirt into my pants. I'm a frequent skirt-shirt tucker-inner, but rarely do I tuck anything into pants. I'm really not sure why that is... but anyway, it may open up a world of new wardrobe opportunities. Here's hoping.