t-shirt: from Dad | skirt, belt: thrifted | shoes: xhileration - target | earrings: charming charlie
My poor feet are once again torn up from my sparkly loafers. I need to figure out some way to wear them in because my ankles are sad. I walked to campus in them this morning and ended up calling Matt with a plea to "bring me my leopard print flats for the love of god I'm dying". Well, it sort-of sounded like that in my head. They're so pretty, but so painful for walking distances. Luckily Matt is a kindly type of boyfriend so he had them for me just a couple buildings over when I got out of my first class. He also had tortilla chips from lunch which I proceeded to nom up like I hadn't eaten in a week.