Just another winter Sunday. We went to Dear Breakfast again, and I would tell you that I’m always excited to go there because the food is great, which it is, but I would be lying. I’m excited ’cause of Mary. They serve Bloody Mary’s with brunch.
Anyway, it was an excuse to bust out these boho, non-office appropriate over-the-knee boots.
I’m someone who prides herself in wearing everything they buy. Things don’t get forgotten. I have a lot of stuff – queue the sad violin my fiancé is playing after getting his space cut in half to make room for my 5 giant wardrobes I brought in when we moved in together.
And yet, my conscience is clear, because I’m not taking up space wastefully – I wear everything in my closet. Regularly.
We had no summer this year. Climate change is here to stay. There was sun, sometimes, but there was no heat. I’m used to 28º Celsius and up during Summer’s 3 months, and we had about two weeks of that.
I’m already missing something I haven’t had, so you can understand the dark mood.
If you didn’t know the song, now you know, your life is better now. And if you know what youtuber I’m referencing with that last sentence, give yourself a cookie. Go on. Blame the calories on me.
Given the tag line of this blog, it’s ironic that the first picture of this post is a display of sneakers. But these are so original and colourful that they made it. Still not for me, still sneakers, but I reckon they’re cute.
Chunky knits can be a safe default choice. They’re warm. They’re comfy. They’ll fit you even after gaining those 2 extra pounds during the holidays. They’re forgiving and won’t make your belly look any more obvious.
But they can also make you look frumpy and like you’re not even trying.