So tired right now. After staying up until 2:00 am watching old Audrey Hepburn movies on Netflix (she's just too perfect), I was up again at five to scavenge for a book store line that was less disgusting than the stomach wrenching, wrapped-twice around the cafeteria one that I encountered during last week's hunt and memorize a speech for class. The book was located without a hangup, but...let's just say that public speaking is not my strong suite. I really don't think that any amount of memorization could have prepared me to the point of possessing any significant confidence. By the time my teacher signaled that my mandatory two excruciating minutes of in-front-of-the-whole-class humiliation had passed, I was shaking more than that one unfortunately snowy night when I decided to run home from the pool without doning anything warmer than a scratchy face-towel and bikini. Everything after that was kind of mind-debilitatingly fuzzy, and copious amounts of caffeine were needed for a full recovery. At least this outfit was a no brainer. Gradients of denim and a white tank-it really doesn't get much easier than that. I threw on my trusty moderately high heeled clogs in an attempt to make it look just a little more purposeful, overly intense eye contact aside.