These are the rest from last night, the actual outfit posts. I've grown to love these high waisted trousers like a brother, thus their consistency on my two legs. The shirt is my mothers. I've raided her closet multiple times and always seem to find a new piece of clothing to add to my own. She doesn't wear half the clothes in her closet, so she gladly hands the pieces I find over to me. I felt very Audrey inspired yesterday, so I did my make-up just as she had it in this photo, simple and sweet. I decided to do the eyebrows as well with an eyebrow pencil practically the shade of my own eyebrows. I've always envied Audrey's eyebrows, and I have to resist the urge to draw them on like that. I went out to a college party last night and I was given looks like you wouldn't believe. Not only for my eyebrows, but my entire outfit. It's funny how self-conscious I used to be until I attained an actual sense of style (not to be narcissistic, but it's true). I used to wear sweaters, jeans, and pink sneakers when I went out on the weekend. I was always interested in fashion but I never took it seriously until last November or so. I just don't think I had the courage to actually take a chance. Sometimes people compliment my sense of style, other people shun it. In the end it's basically what keeps you happy, and I particularly learned that last night. Don't let other people decide who you are.
There is so much corny in that paragraph it's not even funny.