(wearing: vintage tank from Brit, vintage skirt and hat, Deena and Ozzy boots, necklace c/o Vanessa Mooney)
if you're wondering, my post title is a 'let's get weird' and 'let's get lizard' hybrid. and yes, I have officially lost all motivation to hide my fuggin uncontrollable weird/awkwardness. OR to dress like a normal part of society for that matter. the day these were taken I made a slight (slighttt) exception seeing that I was going to visit my brother at his work. not that my older sister had to beg me to change out of my zebra biker shorts and swap for something more 'girly' or anything. and people still looked at me as if what they were seeing didn't make sense. all I wanted to do was yell "HEY, YOU DON'T MAKE SENSE MAN!". particularly in the voice I would imagine the surfing gecko on my top would speak in.
xxsea