Two things: what the hell is up with my posture? I look like a damn Olsen twin with all the hunching going on.
I expect to see dreadlocks any day now.
Okay, that's not true at all. Especially since I FINALLY washed my hurr again Tuesday night. AND BLEW IT DRY. I know - stop the presses.
The ironic thing is, when I take the time to dry my hair properly and straighten it, I could easily go four days wivout washing. Skeeved out? Sorry. Don't hate the playa, hate the Gee Your Hair Smells Terrific (i.e. Carol's Daughter Monoi Repairing Conditioner). Seriously folks - when I use that stuff, my hair smells like sunshine and angel's wings.
I'm actually digging this messy half-curly beach waves look I've been sporting, especially since it takes so little effort. It's definitely a good summer hurrdo.
Also loving? No shoes for my photos. Quick story: last week I ran into a lady who works in the same building I do, and it was a day I was wearing flat sandals. I walked by her, and she said "You're SHORT!" and I said, "Yep, I'm not wearing my 5-inchers today." It's funny - I don't think about my height (5'2") because typically I'm wearing heels, but with my J Simpson Dany's, I'm 5'7. Fo realz. I can always tell the difference when I wear flats, because I have to stand on my tiptoes sometimes to use the copy machine at work, and I can't see over the counter at the coffee shop AT ALL.
Wasn't that fascinating? You're welcome. Come back tomorrow for another installment of The Young and the Shoeless.
Necklace: World Market
Bracelet, Earrings: F21
WOWM: Work Out With Me