it's days like these,

when i'm wearing my hair in pigtail buns, capri pants, a sweater, and slippers (to work, no less) that i can kinda understand why my mom wants to nominate me for tlc's what not to wear...

lame defensive excuses include, "but it's so easy," "they're comfy," and the all-time winner: "who cares?"

i'm so classy.