For Opening Day

I’ve been dressing more and more like a bro lately, and I don’t hate it.

this chair was not made big enough

Glad I cleaned the counter…

I feel more like I have a dog than a cat.

Just when I thought I was sold on not having bangs, I see this…

Currently

chicago is my fridge.

top is easily the best outfit shot i have ever taken.

bottom is me and chuck. i did not force him to go outside, he kinda likes the snow. he got mad when i threw a chunk of snow that got inside (someone didn’t wipe their paws) out.

cause i know you want the details.

tee-shirt. given to me by some dude in chicago wayy before i moved here.

sweatshirt. tommy hilfiger shawl neck. was closest to the back door.

sweat pants. free from the university. of course i wore 23.

boots. beans.

socks. i think one was an ex boyfriends. not sure. one still has a heel.

on chuck. fur. model’s own.

never getting any work done ever

Assholes keep the fangs out

How nice of charley to do the dishes

me and charley are the only ones in the apartment up at 8 am (roommate and roommatekitty like to sleep til one) so we make silly faces and jump on beds and run around scared of earthquakes and the men working on the roof.