But you know what? It's always worth it.
Thursday: launch party for Thought You Knew pin-up calendars. Do you bike? Do you like pretty ladies? Do you realize that I am totally applying to be one of the 2013 pin-up girls?
Sweaterdress, H&M; grey leather tote, handmade by A Lady; the comfiest fucking heels in the world, Seychelles.
Friday: First Fridays at the MCA, "The Language of Less". Greyscale is clearly the only way to go for a minimalism-based exhibition, of course.
Cowl-neck sweatshirty thing, Converse; charcoal velvet skinnies, Uniqlo; black watch, Nixon; black boots, Born.
It's worth noting that these might be the last clean clothes in my house. Really. The laundry has overflowed the hamper, spilled across my hallway, and I fear it will soon become sentient and plan its attack. I am a little terrified, but also a little intrigued by the idea of my dresses starting to line up like a body-less army.