Caroline's outfit:
Wrap- Gift
Shirt/sweater- Old Navy
Skirt- Goodwill
Boots- ?
Alexandra's outfit:
Dress: Thrift store on Haight Street SF
Sweater/boots: Target
Scarf: Gift from parents
Caroline: La bipolaridad es un mal de "estos tiempos".
Hoy estaba todo frío y lluvioso; el cielo gris. Y todo se trata de guardar los vestidos y sacar los abrigos, sacar las botas. Guardar tus flats y la incertidumbre de no saber si tienes que sacar los guantes.
En todo esto de guardar y sacar hay algo de desilusión; de nostalgia por lo que se pierde. Hay un poco de rabia infantil. Ves el cielo así y recuerdas que hace unos días el sol estaba afuera y tu estabas toda emocionada.
Ves el cielo así y recuerdas que en Puerto Rico, la gente está de vacaciones de Semana Santa, escuchando música en la playa, .....y tu aquí. En freaking Normal, bipolar Illinois.
Alexandra: Our grandparents may be on to something
The end of the semester means a heavy workload, mugs of coffee and sleepless nights. Being up late last night working on a research paper for my handsome yet demanding linguistics professor, the last thing I wanted to do today was to go out of my way to look cute. Peering into my closet this morning, I noticed my grandpa sweater staring me in the eye and calling longingly to me, "Wear me, I'm comfortable. I won't assign reading or essays. I love you." I acquiesced to my grandpa sweater's loving request and paired it with my breezy black dress and warm scarf. We were quite a happy little family today, my clothes and I.
Perhaps I should lay off the caffeine and get more sleep, lest I actually believe more inanimate objects are speaking to me.
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