The Reasonably Prudent Law Student

So last night, I had a huge dinner. HUGE. Almost a pound of filet mignon. It was ridiculous. After that, I had to take some pills. I don’t really know which ones I took. There were several. They were different colors. And then I had two cans of Pepsi. And candy.

OMG I WAS ALL OVER THE PLACE.

Before it all kicked in, I had the presence of mind to give my brother the phone. This was the right thing to do, you guys. I only cause trouble when I’m messed up and in possession of my phone. I remember the last time I had a couple pills and mixed them with too much caffeine, I ended up calling my friend Nora (I call her Ginger because she’s a lovely redhead). She showed up at my house, told my parents some crock about how there was a Philip Glass-inspired performance at Wentz Hall in Naperville, and since my parents have no desire to even find out who Philip Glass is, they were like, whatever, have fun, be home before midnight, and she dragged me out and stuffed me into her SUV and rolled the windows all up so that I couldn’t toss her CDs out the window like I’ve often done in the past.

Now, you’re probably thinking, Hoomster, that doesn’t sound so bad. So you mixed caffeine with a few painkillers, and it turned into a fun night out with one of your friends.

You would be right.

Except for the fact that Nora is crazy.

The Ginge be certifiable, you guys.

I don’t really remember much of what happened that night, but when I woke up the next morning, I had an all-caps text from one of my very religious friends yelling at me to stop texting her pictures of coyotes and mulch, there was a pumpkin on my front step with little cavemen drawings in Sharpie covering exactly half of it, and there was cotton candy stuck in my hair.

So…yeah.

Anyway, last night, I was pretty out of it. Thankfully, I didn’t call Nora, and I stayed off of Gchat. I did send out a few tweets on Twitter, though, but what can you do?

Apparently, I watched a documentary on peacocks, too, and I left myself little post it notes about why peacocks are awesome. Half of them were like these little stick drawings, and the other half were illegible. So I don’t really remember why peacocks are awesome; I just know that they are.

Peacocks have nothing to do with this post, though.

Let’s see what I came up with for today.

Empire Tweed Skirt ………. $49.99
Wearever Smocked Shirt in Wine Berry ………. $19.99
T-strap Pump in Purple ………. $14.99
Silver Bangle ………. $4
Silver Hoop Earrings ………. $4

The skirt is from White House Black Market or whatever that place is called. The name of that store makes me uncomfortable, you guys. They have a store in downtown Naperville and this one time I wandered in and found this DARLING little dress but it was $200 and I was like, psssh, this isn’t worth more than $60 in ANY event, and then I severed my ties with that place and haven’t spoken about it since.

Anyway, the skirt’s from there.

I paired it with this wine-colored blouse, halfway between purple and pink, and added a pair of darker purple T-straps. T-straps are just cute. There’s something vintage-y about them, right? Or am I just imagining things? They’re girly and delicate and give me 1960s secretary vibes.

I threw in some silver jewelry, and we’re done!

Ahahaha.

Look at that albino bastard.

Kick-ass.