Most days I leave the house thinking, at the very least, “Meh, this is ok. I don’t look like a sea monster.” Some days I’m even confident I look good. But then, some days I get to work and the mirror in the bathroom practically screams WRONG.
This was understandable in high school when I felt (quite strongly) that plaid pajama pants were a viable fashion choice. But now I mostly wear jeans and hoodies and STILL can’t seem to get that right.
At this point in life I honestly aspire to be a hot mess.