I own a lotofclothesliketoomany, likeanunreasonablenumberofclose.
Regardless, hereiseverysinglepiece I own.
So I'vealwaysthoughtaboutbuildingmywardrobethesameway I thinkaboutdrinking, whichisbottomsupjustsofuckingcheesy.
Anybody's basicallyWhat I'm tryingtosayis I buypantsfirst, andthen I thinkaboutwhatcolor's beensilhouettesoftopswithCompliment.
Um, thisisbecauseobviously, pantsaregenerallywaymoreexpensivethantops, so I ownfewerofthem.
And I alsofeellikethepantsthatyouown, andspecificallythesilhouetteofgenesthatyouchoosereallysetthetoneforyourwholewardrobeandactsas a basisofyourwholestyle.
Thesearemyabsolutefavoritejeansinthefuckinguniverse, buttheycostlikeanarmand a legandthreeorfourkidneysontheblackmarket.
Sothriftygenesliketheseonesare a godsendbecausetheyonlycost, likehalfofanegg.
Maybe, sincemostofmybottomsareonthelooserandnothingissuperskintightandscandalous, I liketocontrastthatwithmytops.
When I'm shoppingfortops, I thinkaboutthemfallingintooneoftwocategories.
Eitherthey're a statementtopthatonitsowniscuteenoughtodressup a simplepairofjeans.
Orthey're a niceblankbackgroundtopairwithsomeflunkypresidentpantsor a littlebitmoreof a crazyout.
Obviously, nicelettershavetobe a littlebitmorehighcoverage, so I don't freezemyclavicleoffinthewinter.
But I stilllookfordetailsthatsetthemapartlikeequipment, textureorpattern.
Or, attheveryleast, a goodoldfashionedStevecallsturtle.
I alsoownsomebasicteasforwhen I can't bebotheredtowranglemyboobsintooneofthoseaffinity, friendlylookingtops.
Anditalsohappenstobewhat I wearlikefivedaysoftheweek, when I'm a completeanduttereditinglumpedincaseyou'rewonderingwhatthehellisgoingonhere.
Thisis a scientificallyaccuraterepresentationofmylastbraincells.
When I'm upat 4 a.m. StillonefinalcutproOkay, that's enoughofthatmovingon.
Whenitcomestojacketsandcoats, I am a completetexturewhore.
I lookforpiecesofthatalreadyworkedwithmyexistingcolorpalette, butaddthatextralayerofdimensionwithsomenicedenimorleatheroranyofthattexturegoodnesstonight.
So I own a lotofdresses, butinmydefensetheyeachhavetheirownpurpose.
My, I think I'm justaddictedtobuyingginghamdresses.
Dressmy I forgottoshavemylegsdressmy I remembertoshavemylegsdressand, ofcourse, my I atewaytoomuchofThanksgivingandnotundermyjeansfit.
Butatleastthisdressfitsdressedincase I don't feellikepeeingforanentireday.
I alsoownstherompers, includingthisonewith a thoroughlybrokenzipperthat I'm cleaningontofornoreason I am a bigfanofminiskirts, asyouguysmayhavenoticedinmyvideos.
I thinktheyjustworkedwellformyheightandmybodytypes.
Andtheyalsocomewiththephonebonusofgettingcatcalledby a tonofold, creepymenwhenever I wearthemoutside.
Wow, I lovethepatriarchy.
I own a coupleshortsandclearlydon't ownaniron.
Butthesearereallytheonlyonesthatmatter.
YouknowhowmostshortsgetkindoflikesadandflattedBytheendofthesummerofwearingthemNaziswastheseones I worefor, like, fivemonthsstraightandthey'restillgoingstrong.
Plus 90% ofthetime, I'm justwearingmytrustyoldbackpasttheclass.
Anyways, I havedevelopedinto a littlebitof a crazyhatlady, though I havequite a few, whichrangefromnewspaperhotelArtho, whichareprettymuchmyonlytwomoods, soatleast I gotthatcovered.
I alsoownliterallyonescarf?
Yup.
JusttheonesonexcitingCategorytwoandthisvideo.
Okay, that's it.
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I own a lotofclothesliketoomany, likeanunreasonablenumberofclose.