I am half agony, half hope
Phew. Haven’t done an outfit post in a while, mainly because I don’t go out much and if I don’t go out, I go for comfortable and boring over photographable. But on Tuesday I was out of clean comfortable clothes, put on a dress, shaved my legs, realized I was freezing, and changed into a pair of jeans my sister handed down to me because she didn’t like them anymore. Or something. Maybe her ass got too big? Of all the skinny jeans I’ve tried on — which admittedly haven’t been many — these are by far the most skintight, and compared to my sister, I am a stick.
I’m actually really happy with how this all turned out. I was surprisingly comfortable in my skin — I felt good in the outfit and I felt good in the clothes themselves — and I feel like all I’ve learned in the past several months shows in these photos. Some are a little overexposed because I only did the one lighting test with my mom as a model and the sun kept coming and going, but I’m very, very pleased.