It's Just Bedhead Because I Forgot
I honestly had the loveliest weekend. I spent Saturday with my mother, lunching and shopping for little bits and bobs. I picked up some seeds that I've already planted (forget-me-nots and sensitive plants) and two dresses for only two dollars (I thought the tags were marked wrong, it was incredible). By Sunday I was shedding tears over every sweet thing. Two different YouTubers that I follow are pregnant, my sick dog is playing with toys again, and the Dolce & Gabbana show was so wonderful and inclusive and sweet. Seriously, be still my Milan Fashion Week loving heart. It was everything I could want from D&G.
Anyway, I have major bedhead in these photos because I slept in yesterday, and totally forgot I needed to take photos of this old-man-weekender outfit of dreams. I had left my hair in the kind of bun that transforms my hair into a massive, wonky-curled mess. It's a nightmare to sort out. Sometimes I realize that I'm not "blogger" material. This was one of those times.