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Wednesday, January 14, 2009
Closet For College


I just found a bunch of style blogs and the genius that is Chictopia.com. Holy cow! I'm in bloody style heaven. So much inspiration, so much style, so many beautiful clothes.

Is it sad how clothes are inspiring me to start college now? I can't wait to wake up in the mornings to go for my classes dolled up in my outfits. Chic breezy blouses paired with a cute pencil/tulip skirt topped off with a hat (preferably my bowler or fedora) and a sweater in case it gets cold. OR! My new star print blouse I bought in Bangkok with the bow around the collar paired with my new (get this) skinny leg CHEAP MONDAY JEANS (YES, CHEAP MONDAY. ME. MUAHAHAHAHA) and Zara black ankle boots to elongate my stumps legs.

I never did well in High School because we were made to wear Alice in Wonderland inspired uniforms everyday. Instead, I always excelled in tuition because we were given the freedom and I shined amongst all the t-shirt and jeans clad students. I always tell my mother: "When I look damn good, I feel damn good and then I perform damn good."

Of course.

Don't you just hate it when people turn up for classes in nothing but t-shirt and jeans and a pair of slippers? (Yes, I have been a victim, but no longer!!!) It pisses me off when I see people in slippers. It looks sloppy and it shows you don't take pride in how you portray yourself to the world. I know you're one of those "don't judge me" people but COME ON, at least don't be an eyesore to others. Have a bit of courtesy.

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