Thursday, May 14, 2015

The clothes make a woman. Or maybe not.

I've started wearing my "work" shirts when I leave the house. Once upon a time I had "work t-shirts" that were different from my "leave-the-house/nice t-shirts". 

It kinda of happened gradually until one day, while searching for a nice t-shirt to wear out, I decided that the "work" shirt I had on was really one of my favorite t-shirts and therefore was worthy of leaving the house.

Sorry, world. Deal with it.

Then I realized that the world really cares very little about what I'm wearing so I said, "Sorry self, get over it."