I never thought I would look forward to a day when I could just go to work, but I've been running around like a decapitated chicken for the past couple of days, and I just want to hibernate. If I have to hibernate in a cubicle, so be it.
(sweater: LLBean; jeans: PacSun; thermal/scarf: TJMaxx; socks: stolen from mom; boots: Seychelles)
If you had asked me three years ago if I would ever be caught dead in a big puffy sweater that made me look like a lollipop, I would have laughed at you. I also never, ever used to wear my hair up because I thought I had elephantine ears. Now I can laugh at my younger self, because I think my ears are pretty ordinary (albeit a bit protuberant). Plus, I like rolling out of bed and rolling my hair into a big bun and throwing on a sweater that may or may not make me look roly-poly. I guess that's a good indication that I've reached a level of self-comfort :)