A carefully disheveled bun at an attempt to convey a "My Mum Forced Me To Wear This But I Hate It So I'll Rebel Any Which Way I Can Circa 1998" look. The perpetually painfully miserable expression on my face for good measure. If Best Coast ever needed a South Asian tambourine player, I'd fit right in.
Sea-horse sandals wore worn. Far more fun to look at, an excellent conversationalist during mundane commutes and a great conversation piece. Do I look down at them periodically and greet them with "Oh hi baby!"? Yes, I do. Exclamation mark for extra emphasis because these babies are so darn cute.
Here also is a grainy shot of the contents of my bag today, which unintentionally matches my outfit. It's disgusting, in an awesome sort of way. And a Best Coast song, because I like cats.
Here also is a grainy shot of the contents of my bag today, which unintentionally matches my outfit. It's disgusting, in an awesome sort of way. And a Best Coast song, because I like cats.
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