Foto February, Day 10

Well it seems that the new rage in blog land is taking pictures of yourself and talking about your clothes, where you got them, how thrifty you were, etc. 

I can jump on this bandwagon.

Ready,

set,

BAM!

(Oh wait, I don't have a full length mirror so when I want to see myself I stand on a chair in front of the bathroom sink. Also, I apparently lost the windex.)

Okay.

BAM!

If you show up unexpectedly (or even not) at my house between the hours of 6 and 10am I will most likely be wearing this.

Sweatshirt: UVU - alma mater

T-shirt: From my freshman year (that's high school, folks) of cross country. My own mother was embarrassed of me when she came to visit last and it was still in my closet.

What? 1997 was a good year, plus it reminds me that once upon a time I ran 8 miles. Straight.

Velvety black pants: Also, high school. I can't remember if I got them sophomore or junior year but I vividly remember wearing them to school. The 90's were good for everyone's wardrobe, I'm telling you.

Hair: A hot mess. Needs a cut.

So, there you have it. It would probably be tough to score this exact look today, but we can't all be fashionistas. If you save the clothes you have now for the next thirteen years you might have a chance at being as cool as me. 

Peace.