8 Early February Outfits That Say “Seasonal Affective Disorder is Real”
It’s February, meaning it’s cold, rainy, grey and just gross. Most days, you probably don’t feel like dressing up for class—or any other occasion.
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It’s February, meaning it’s cold, rainy, grey and just gross. Most days, you probably don’t feel like dressing up for class—or any other occasion.
Three weeks into my freshman year, I was in a friend’s room, hanging out while two of her hallmates played beer pong in the narrow alley between their twin XLs. I spent a considerable amount of time listening to Hallmate #1 as he droned on about how he had better pong technique after playing varsity basketball for all of high school (he didn’t want to brag, but he was a four-year letter winner) and how he wasn’t really worried about rush because he was pretty tight with a ton of brothers. He talked for about 15 minutes about how he felt like midterms were going to go super well for him, based on how classes had been going so far, while I vigorously slammed my head against the wall in the hopes of killing enough brain cells to be able to successfully forget the conversation had ever happened.
Within a Reasonable Lazy Person’s Distance:
I binge watched Unbreakable Kimmy Schmidt while high on Vicodin. Let me explain. Over spring break, I got my wisdom teeth out and decided that my slightly drug–fueled days were best spent discovering yet another Netflix original series.
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