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{Similar Blazer, Top, Similar Sweater, Jeans, Wedges}
I'm hopped up on cold medicine today and all I can get out are three random sentences. I stared at the screen for a solid 10 minutes trying to piece them together but to no avail. So here you go. Three very random sentences:
It's rainy and cold here today.
I wore a similar outfit back in the spring and wanted to bring it back, winter-edition.
I've got mad love for tie blouses lately. -----------And I digress. Cold medicine is good.



{Jeans, Similar Men's Shirt, Boots, Similar Blazer, Bag c/o Hobo}
Well. This is what I've worked all day looks like, not the usual fresh out of the shower posts I give you. Slightly greasy hair that starts forming odd bumps throughout. Makeup that over the last 8 hours has slowly disappeared into my pores which will magically reappear in 2-5 days as an angry zit. And wrinkles, oh the wrinkles, all over. Even in places that it doesn't make sense to have wrinkle (see jacket sleeve where absolutely no body part is able to bend).
But do I still take outfit photos? Of course I do. It's part dedication, part habit, part OCD, part vanity, part crazy and a little bit of the Bieber Fever. That's what keeps me going.