The first day of classes happened. Fashion week came and went. (I wasn't there...again.) I wrote an article about UA sororities still being segregated and got to be on CNN. And now you're caught up with my life.
This fall I predict my style habits won't change all too much. I'll stick with my love of leather and punchy lipsticks and continue to sport my collection of kitschy prints and collegiate collars. I did buy a pair of white Converse to reward myself for making national news. So that's a new thing. I just don't feel bad bragging because this is most likely a once in a lifetime deal.(I obviously felt a little bit bad hence me justifying the brag.)
I do admit, I'm one of those fall-obsessed-girls who can't wait to wrap herself in copious amounts of unnecessarily floppy, cowl-neck sweaters and sip hot overpriced drinks that smell like artificial spicy-pumpkin-ish while swaddled in a mustard colored throw. I'm that girl that brought pumpkin candy to the office on the first day of autumn. I am the glasses-wearing, fall frenzied, pumpkin fanatic that so annoyingly engulfs the Internet August to December. I'm sorry. This is me repaying you...a bookish look that doesn't reveal an inkling of the season. After this, I can't promise anything. Be prepared for ribbed knits and cords.