Coming out as inherently lazy; what I do on a usual week, esp. when sleep deprived, is just repeat outfits over and over and over and over and o v e r again with something different here or there. This is what I did last week. I did it especially because about two years ago I bought this dress when I got back from Switzerland where everything was unaffordable. When I saw this short, babydoll, fluffy pink dress I was so excited and in love and I bought an extra fluffy short cardigan with it and I could just cry of sartorial happiness. But then I came home and when trying it on again I felt it was too short and I just couldn’t bring myself to wear it without anything under it, and anyway I hated anything under it ugh — throw away in the dark corner of my room. But, last year, I started throwing this dress on when I hadn’t anywhere to go and just wanted to feel comfortable and unencumbered by put(l)t(l)ing myself together. And then this. And now this dress any time, any place, however short. I will love you.
Accidentally took this but it is too much of an accurate presentation of me right now to ignore it.
Actually wanted to wear the first outfit again but I settled with the items surrounding me when I got dressed (socks & shirt) due to passiveness. RIP life energy.