Day 1: School

The first day of school, always a trial. I've already graduated high school but figured I'd take a 5th year because that's what most confused, undecided teens do. It's kind of surreal. I have no credits to get, I have nothing to prove to anyone, I am purely there to relax for a year before I head on to University. Even though I have nothing to prove, I still tried to dress nicely. I wore my gray sack dress, purple tweed kitten heels and added charcoal gray ribbed tights to make it more autumn-appropriate.

Nothing was going on in the jewelery department, save for my Sid and Nancy earrings bought from Etsy. I doubt you can really see Sid Vicious clearly in the picture, but I assure you he is there.

I always thought that teenagers made a big effort to look good on the first day of school, but most people don't look as if they went shopping at all. I continue to swim in a sartorial sea of Hollister, American Eagle and Garage Jeans. I'm surprised my style hasn't suffocated amongst it.




P.S.: Isn't Ian Curtis (Joy Division) the dreamiest guy ever? It's such a shame he's dead.