Dress Up

Oh BCBG, why do you torture me year after year?  I always love you, but simply can never ever afford you.


it’s breaking my heart.


okay so I didn’t pull an all nighter– I finished at about one thirty and got up early to edit and add the bibliography.  This is definitely one of those moments where I really wish I liked coffee.


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