I'm getting better at this whole regular blogging thing, woop, woop.
Today I had a massive revelation, I woke up and thought, "oh my, it's already Tuesday". This may seem like a matter of fact right now but considering it felt like just a second ago I had woken up to a dreaded Monday morning, it was relativity scary. I had spent the whole of yesterday feeling moody and willing the day to end, leaving me doing nothing memorable or worth while throughout. Which I guess is rather common with the monotonous routine of our daily lives but still, we don't have long so why are we wasting our time?
So I promised myself that I will never be a grumpy git again, life is way too short to be wishing precious days away. Funnily enough, today was one of the best days of my life.
This is just another sixth form outfit, nothing too exciting, just comfortable. As of course, comfortableness is a definite necessity when you're spending six hours sitting down. What you can't see are two pairs of socks, tights and thermals. This seemed like a smart plan this morning when I looked over at the snowy lane outside my window but with size 3 boots on that are already rather snug, it was flawed. I have spent the whole day in a remarkable amount of pain (obviously with no complaint due to my revelation). Now I know why my Mum used to insist on trying on shoes with remarkably thick socks on, as Jessie J would say, "Mumma knows best".
Chelsea Boots: Timberland
Hugs and kisses,