short people got nobody to love
I shopped last week. Or actually. Someone else bankrolled me. My mother still buys me clothes sometimes (I only have one income! It’s ‘cause I’m single! And a loser! … Actually she can afford it so I don’t feel bad, but yes it’s a bit ugh considering my age). ANYWAYS. I got a few fall things, 1 pair of booties - 2 mini-skirts - 1 rugby shirt - 2 long cardis - 2 pairs skinny jeans (1 blue, 1 red). I’m fashun blogging now. ANYWAYS AGAIN. What I was going to tell you my short and beautiful ladies: the ankle skinny stretch jeans at j.crew are on sale and they are the correct normal length for 5’3” people. Obviously from here on out I should just buy ankle jeans for everything. Cropped on you? Perfect on me! My red jeans arrive tomorrow — people of Atlanta, I hope you weren’t planning on seeing me in anything else till April ‘12.
And in case you were wondering, and you weren’t, but I am sticking to my “leggings are pants” stance from last fall. Come at me bro.
Sometimes, I talk about clothes. Meh.