Button-up, sweater, skirt, and belt thrifted; Shoes were gifted
You ever have those days (or weeks, or months) where you just can’t get going in the morning? I’ve pretty much been like that since December. Every morning, it feels so cold in the house that I don’t want to get out from under the blankets. My hair hasn’t been blow-dried in who knows how long, because ain’t nobody got time fo’ that when they’re running late. It’s slap some make up on, scrunch the hair, run out the door.
Thank goodness I lay out my clothes the night before when my head is screwed on right. Who knows what I’d end up wearing if I left that for the morning.