hot air balloons

First of all, I wanted to give a shout out to all of my friends from freshman year of high school who told me I would stop dressing up for school by junior year. Hate to break it to you, but you were so wrong. It is that crazy time on campus right now where everyone is rushing to register for classes and we're all in "get me the hell out of here" mode. Thanksgiving break is currently the light at the end of a long tunnel comprised of essays, exams and existential moments. In other news, I'm wearing my velvet boots again. Sorry, not sorry.