You know you’ve seen her on the quad. She’s that girl who has copies of Kant and Sartre in her hobo tapestry-bag. Her diaphonous clothes float around her as the warm breeze ruffles through the trees and she tucks her long hair behind her ear, flicking her cigarette on the ground. Well, now she’s invaded Punch Drunk. Come check her out and take her home.
I was literally hit with inspiration today. Seriously. There was an awful wind storm where I live as I was walking to class. It’s been beautiful here and small green buds are beginning to appear on tree branches. Not three steps out the door, I was struck in the face by one of said pretty branches. After applying Neosporin to my scratches and untangling the pretty, scratchy branch from my hair, I thought: Make an outfit! So I did.
Pictures below, pick it up at the store in Mischief Cove.
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