The Thing with a Fashion-Frustration

 

Hi guys, sorry for being MIA these past weeks. My college life has been on a roller-coaster lately. Plus, I fell on the stairs (while texting/instagraming) and fractured my foot. So dressing up and walking around for pictures are close to impossible.

Not being able to #ootd for weeks became a problem for me as I grew frustrated with the ordinary-ness of the stuff I had to wear for the sake of comfort to "crutch" around.

Luckily, I was able to limp around this past weekend. First thing I did was rush to the closet to liberate myself from my own fashion-frustration. 

The thing with fashion is that, with enough anxiety and excitement, it can explode sometimes. And that happened to me. My hippie-self and a little of the-Ugly-Betty in me emerged as I decided to go with a print-on-print session, a crop-top, nerdy glasses, an unrelated hat, and of course sandals (I shouldn't be in sandals, but they look better than sneakers and a foot wrap).