So, at about 1:30 today a customer pointed out that I:
le sigh.
when i was a little bitty girl, and my mom would travel for work, she would leave it up to Dad to dress me for school (obviously). Invariably, when faced with this challenge, Dad would let me dress myself. He'd simply check me for relative weather-appropriateness and send me on my way. I'm sure this lead to greater self-confidence and whatnot, but it maybe also lead to this: to not caring at all apparently.
In my defense: my feet are really far away from my head.
right?
right.
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