The thing about dressing a little bit wild is that at school drop-off, some people will stare. OK, a lot of people will stare. Because, you know, my legs look like I bathed in mustard (but that’s only because I did). I’m OK with this, because it’s not high school and those people are probably just thinking, “Wow, she’s brave.”
That’s what I tell myself, because again, this isn’t high school, and That Mean Girl isn’t going to snicker behind my back and say mean things. Pee Ess, Mean Girl, no one liked you, you bitchface.
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