I've been in what one might refer to as a "funk" lately, and I'm not quite sure why. I think it's a combination of many factors: 1) the crappy weather (another snowstorm just rolled through, whoop whoop), 2) the lack of school in my life, and 3) having to wear the same thing everyday. In reference to number 3: my job requires employees to wear a black company t-shirt whenever we're at work. Since I've been working every.single.day. recently, this shirt rarely leaves my boday.
I know, it could be a lot worse. The shirt isn't even that bad--it's fitted, almost is a v-neck, and is made of nicer material than your average tee. And we can wear basically anything else we want as long as we've got the shirt. But there's just something about waking up and knowing I have to put on a goddamn black t-shirt again that just sucks the life right out of me. I used to try to work with it and style it fashionably, but recently I have given up and given in. Today I wore that damn t-shirt, a sweatshirt (I never wear sweatshirts anymore), jeans, and some new Sorel boots I got for Christmas because it was about 0°F out when I left the house. The boots kick ass in this weather, but they are not the most stylish. Oh, and on top of that, I wore an oversized red coat and brown knit gloves that clashed like Lindsay Lohan and sobriety.
But, the good news is that on the random days when I am not working, I dress up like nobody's business. You know. Like in neon pink socks and a voluminous (and very wrinkled) trench.
So, hopefully I'll be over my Negative Nellie ways soon. You'd think the new year (actually, new decade, biatches!) would inspire me somehow, but who knows.
Dress & Socks: Urban Outfitters
Necklace: My Grandma's
Shoes: Betsey Johnson