I can't help but notice my style has regressed. Not saying that I'm wearing pleated khakis and my brothers hand-me-downs, but my inner 13-year-old is definitely making a play in my fashion decisions. Friendship bracelets. Neons nails. Letterman jackets (although, due to my inability to coordinate my arms and legs, I never lettered. Let's not talk about it). Pink hair. Bedazzled shoes. It's all quite on point in the fashion realm, and honestly, I've had more fun styling now more than ever. Let's have a look see.
And yes. That's my stuffed Boo.
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