I look like a total bum today.
But it was a conscious decision.
I woke up, and I saw the dress I’d laid out the night before, which is very June Cleaver-esque. I even have pearls.
Then I saw the baggy jeans and hiking sandals lying where I’d thrown them the night before.
It was one of those mornings. I needed to wear the jeans.
So I found a reasonably clean shirt, changed my underwear, and have been hobo-ing it up ever since.
Potential’s only there until you live up to it, you know?
I want to keep my wardrobe potential going.