Tuesday, May 13, 2014
I am the queen of squinting. The problem is that I really hate sunglasses. They make the bridge of my nose feel weird! I get this itchy, ticklish sensation. My vision will go eventually--both of my parents wear glasses--and then I'll be in trouble. My mom's astigmatism makes it difficult for her to wear contact lenses, and I feel like I've probably inherited her misshapen eyeballs. Yes, that is sheer, unverified pessimism.
These shorts have stayed in my closet for quite a while, considering that they don't fit me particularly well. They bunch up in a way that's both uncomfortable and kinda visually awkward. I guess it's time for me to start seeking the "mom jeans" version of Daisy Dukes! After all, I'm long overdue for a thorough browse at my favorite secondhand store, a vast place that is aptly named Thrift Town. I stopped by recently with my boyfriend to pick up running clothes--which I abandoned at his apartment, oops--but that was a speedy visit. I think he would get bored if I dug in properly.
A lightweight silk shirt is perfect for hot days; it's the closest you can get to wearing a breeze. Pale colors keep the sun from settling on you (although there is some opposition to that notion) and a headband keeps your hair out of your face. (Hair-in-face is one of my enduring woes.) Just add iced coffee and you've got the perfect summer's day! Never mind about why summer weather has arrived before June... Does this happen every year?!
Apparently I don't believe in ironing. Ain't nobody got time for that, you feel me?