I purchased my first pair of nylons this summer. I was feeling so mature and sophisticated at Nordstrom but now that I actually have them on, they’re itchy and cut into my tummy. These things are terrible.
This week hasn’t been my favorite. I was dreading this week. So many of my friends are leisurely enjoying their week off from school while I’m slaving away just counting down the hours until 5 p.m. What. A. Bummer.
So here I am. At my desk. Scratching my legs every two seconds. Daydreaming about the comforts of being a student. Oh the life of an adult.