Like a Furry Compass

I want to dress like this everyday. Cannot take credit for the analogy--Ms. Olivia's got it pegged.

I know it's just a little touch, but I've been liking buttons all the way up to the collar, it's a very clean aesthetic that looks so good if you can pull it off. And the sensibility goes with my new non-nicotine using ways! Who needs to be downtown filthy dirty smoky (sigh). When you can be buttoned up and obnoxious over how you don't smoke and how much glorious snobbish restraint you have. Hey--i need some cache to hold onto.

But seriously, as you get older, it's weird to realize you have less and less little watershed accomplishments to be proud of (probably because there's less punctuation in your time). No report cards, no end of semesters, no rights-attained-at-seminal-ages. Just lousy "new years" which is totally offensive since its two weeks before my birthday and who wants to hunker down and be good then? Nope. So quitting smoking randomly in April is something i'm very proud of. And thanks to my parents for offering me the beach instead of cancer.

Oh. That doesn't mean other times i don't want to dress like this. Because i do. Just chewing a lot of gum and occupying my hands with something else.