My eyelids flickered open and I rolled over to stare at the clock. 7:34, it said innocently. I stared at it for a moment, uncomprehending, and then it clicked. I sprang out of bed (yes, that is a think you can do), and was actually thankful for the fact that I already knew what I was going to wear today. Yes, I did miss the bus (thanks for the ride, dad) but hey, I've got a uniform of sorts, so all's well.
I wore the dress as a skirt today with white tights, brown boots, a brown belt, a green scarf, a grey cardigan, a brown pullover. I did in fact look up the differences between a sweater, a pullover, jumper, and cardigan, and what I'm wearing seems to be a pullover. If you're interested in semantics like that.
Also, this is what my hair looks like when I actually use a hairdryer?
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