Southern California's breeding mommy's little monster

In two days I will be 18. My mother has been bugging me about what I want for my big birthday but I'm honestly not sure. However, I'm pretty excited to be able to do 18-year-old things. Like vote, legally purchase things from the television, play the lottery. Actually, I might end up purchasing a package of cigarettes so I can give them to the homeless people downtown who are always asking for one. I think it'd be nice to make somebody feel a little bit better. I've always believed that people in a situation like that deserve whatever the hell they want to momentarily escape reality. 

Anyway, I've been feeling pretty sleepy about this season, if that makes any sense. Everything has been pretty relaxed and tired. Time has been moving sluggishly, but too quick for recognition. It's strange, really. But here's an outfit for this week. I've been rather obsessed with socks and tights lately. 

 

cardigan- forever 21, shirt- hot topic, shorts- department store, socks- target

 

pins- vintage store, art supply store

shoes- diy

Gosh I guess my writing is also a bit on the sleepy side too. I proofread this post and I sincerely hope I didn't bore you to death.

x 

Hazel

current playlist:

Easy Target- Blink 182

Dick Lips- Blink 182

Mona Lisa Overdrive- Tango in the Attic

Cool to be you

Good news- I've finally figured out this damn webcam and put a self timer on it. So no more awkward crouching!

Anywho, I've been doing a lot of thinking lately, which is really quite unusual for me. You know, about this whole adulthood thing? It's only days before I'm 17- just one year away from pure, legitimate, ADULTHOOD. And I've just been reflecting on my life thus far.

It's kind of weird, in a way. I feel like I've developed both mentally and creatively, yet I feel like I've regressed in the same sense. I mean, I've lost that sort of creative freedom that I had in middle school, for example, like all of the times that I would throw random shit together and call it an outfit. It was so great and fun. But now I've redefined the way that I look at myself. In a way, it's confusing. And I'm not quite sure what to think of it. But it's an adventure in itself and I can't wait to dive right into it.

So here's an outfit that reflects that old non-caring way of my childhood self.

Shirt- Gap, inside out skirt- I don't remember, socks- Little Miss Matched, Shoes- somewhere underneath my bed, Unicorn necklace- Forever 21

Guys, this necklace is my pride and joy.

It's funny finding all of my old mismatching knee-highs. I'm pretty sure that I started a sock collection in middle school at one point. And I don't even particularly enjoy wearing socks.

x

Hazel

Current playlist:

anything by Guttermouth