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Plans to be productive tonight are slowly deteriorating under the pressure of an unexpectedly dramatic week during which I spent a depressingly small amount of time sleeping to the point where with a hint more persuasion I’ll be spending my evening sneaking falafels into a movie theater somewhere.
One of the things that made this week particularly eventful-the foliage surrounding my ankles in these pictures, which upon first examination looked freshly green and appropriately soft in the fading Wednesday light, turned out to be made up entirely of thorns. I’m actually surprised at those prickers’ tenacity-the first several minutes this morning were spent plucking the remnants out of my shoes/feet/lower legs.
The purchase of this belt was prompted by the general observation that my tucked-shirt looks seemed just a bit...unfinished...I needed something to tie them all together and a belt just seemed lazily obvious. Of course, I was drawn to somewhat oversized, chunky ones but locating a belt devoid of any and all adornment was an ordeal. Audible excitement noises may have been made when my eyes first alighted on this Edie Bower version. When I unveiled my purchase at home, my dad revealed that he has pretty much the same one in a men’s version only a million times cooler because it’s vintage and from the seventies and all perfectly worn and calloused and stuff...I’m not sure how I should feel about that.