UNT's campus possessed something of a 'Secret Window' gloom today- euhh.
IIIRK [brakes slamming in imaginary car] Hold up, isn't it spring?
It was, indeed, a solid frisbee-tossing 85 degrees last week that megamorphed into this week's seemingly bone chilling & 50's-60's. With north Texas' topsy turvy weather that is experiencing more mood swings than Charlie Sheen, its no wonder that people like myself are stuck between seasonal changes. My spring outfit planning was abruptly halted with this weather and my ensemble's forecast is cloudy with a chance of "i don't know what to fucking wear".
It seems as if my closet becomes more and more inconsistent these days; a mixture of some leg-bearing bottoms with a bit of stocking, sweaters rolled to a convenient 3/4, and a ton of lightweight scarves are what I opt for in times of such inclimate weather. But I can only get away with this for so long. When all else fails, layer, layer , layer, then layer some more.
*side note: I wish my camera's memory card were working so that I may share some tres chic examples of people across UNT's lovely campus coping with the indecisive weather, but alas, my inability to deal with technology leaves my Nokia USB cord in shambles from my attempt at putting (no. more like shoving) it into my Ipod converter for my car. Yea, I basically raped the prongs. I'll have those up as soon as I get a replacement.
Anyway, with seasons a changin', comes the great bargain opportunities in the winter wear department; the Off-Season- ahhhh yes. It's the joyous occasion where the price of a nice peacoat depletes to $30 as hemlines rise elsewhere. It's a great time to hit up local discounted retailers like Ross, Marshalls, and T.J. Max to pick up on the department stores' winter surplus.
I found a fantastic example of such off season bargainship today when a friend of mine was wearing these lovelies:
Water-proof, insulated, ankle-cut, and ON-SALE for $29.99 reg. $50 at Sears...of all places, right? These are a nice alternative to heavy rain boots that rub the back of your ankles raw worse than a pair of unbroken- in flats ('first day flats', I call them). Ladies, you know of which I speak. Not to mention, they have a pretty damn stylish wedge.
In conclusion, I encourage my fellow sales-rack dwellers to forgo the spring fever to shop for cut-offs and opt to get a good coat or another winter item on-sale first, because ole man winter will probably roll around before you know it.
Speaking of Rain,
Random quote of nonsense:
"I wanted so badly to lie down next to her on the couch, to wrap my arms around her and sleep. Not fuck, like in those movies. Not even have sex. Just sleep together in the most innocent sense of the phrase. But I lacked the courage and she had a boyfriend and I was gawky and she was gorgeous and I was hopelessly boring and she was endlessly fascinating. So I walked back to my room and collapsed on the bottom bunk, thinking that if people were rain, I was drizzle and she was hurricane."
— John Green (Looking for Alaska)
IIIRK [brakes slamming in imaginary car] Hold up, isn't it spring?
It was, indeed, a solid frisbee-tossing 85 degrees last week that megamorphed into this week's seemingly bone chilling & 50's-60's. With north Texas' topsy turvy weather that is experiencing more mood swings than Charlie Sheen, its no wonder that people like myself are stuck between seasonal changes. My spring outfit planning was abruptly halted with this weather and my ensemble's forecast is cloudy with a chance of "i don't know what to fucking wear".
It seems as if my closet becomes more and more inconsistent these days; a mixture of some leg-bearing bottoms with a bit of stocking, sweaters rolled to a convenient 3/4, and a ton of lightweight scarves are what I opt for in times of such inclimate weather. But I can only get away with this for so long. When all else fails, layer, layer , layer, then layer some more.
*side note: I wish my camera's memory card were working so that I may share some tres chic examples of people across UNT's lovely campus coping with the indecisive weather, but alas, my inability to deal with technology leaves my Nokia USB cord in shambles from my attempt at putting (no. more like shoving) it into my Ipod converter for my car. Yea, I basically raped the prongs. I'll have those up as soon as I get a replacement.
Anyway, with seasons a changin', comes the great bargain opportunities in the winter wear department; the Off-Season- ahhhh yes. It's the joyous occasion where the price of a nice peacoat depletes to $30 as hemlines rise elsewhere. It's a great time to hit up local discounted retailers like Ross, Marshalls, and T.J. Max to pick up on the department stores' winter surplus.
I found a fantastic example of such off season bargainship today when a friend of mine was wearing these lovelies:
In conclusion, I encourage my fellow sales-rack dwellers to forgo the spring fever to shop for cut-offs and opt to get a good coat or another winter item on-sale first, because ole man winter will probably roll around before you know it.
Speaking of Rain,
Random quote of nonsense:
"I wanted so badly to lie down next to her on the couch, to wrap my arms around her and sleep. Not fuck, like in those movies. Not even have sex. Just sleep together in the most innocent sense of the phrase. But I lacked the courage and she had a boyfriend and I was gawky and she was gorgeous and I was hopelessly boring and she was endlessly fascinating. So I walked back to my room and collapsed on the bottom bunk, thinking that if people were rain, I was drizzle and she was hurricane."
— John Green (Looking for Alaska)
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