Sometimes the post-holiday slump can only be tolerated by hiding behind cozy knits and a pair of statement-making specs. My sister and I were forced into prescription lenses shortly after we learned to walk. Back then, Molly McIntire was the only four-eyed celebrity for us to find solace in our nerd-defined misery, and she wasn't even considered "cool" amongst the American Girl Doll clan. I wanted Kit.
Tia and Tamara, Mary-Kate and Ashley, Kim and Kourtney, Abbey and Lily, the best celebrity broads always have an equally quirky/good-looking counterpart sharing the gene pool. Mine happens to be super stylish. (among other admirable qualities) Though shy, this lady exudes confidence and dares to be noticed with her fashion choices.
On this rather sweltering August night, we both opted to style chunky sweaters using the summer-sweater method, choosing a breezy top with shorty shorts usually appropriate for junior highers. But hey, as long as the top is covered its okay, right? Who cares. We both picked out black sweaters and didn't mean to match, so it must be documented, and she's absolutely gorgeous and I wanted to brag. Boom. Run-on sentence for the win.