I've had some time alone, to hone my lying technique.

Last day of Fatshion February!
Yeah!
Maybe it didn't call for exclamation marks. Whatever. Clearly I didn't end it with a bang. I ended it by being warm, okay? It is February after all.

Torrid top, Ross coat, mom's skirt, Old Navy scarf, WalMart tights, messy bed.

Payless shoes.

I did like posting my outfits every day, even if some of them were spectacularly boring. And I mean watching-grass-grow boring. I mean let-rabid-squirrels-eat-me-alive-please boring.

I clearly live a fascinating life.