Has anyone else been bumpin to this song as they're heading to Goodwill? Just me?
This is what I wear to happy hour on a Monday. Waking up at 5 am after sleeping in an entire weekend makes me not want to care about my face, hair or clothes. I'm now fortunate enough to have to wear a uniform to work, which is amazing and terrible at the same time. It means I don't have to fumble through my closet when it's still dark outside and put together something cute and work appropriate. It also means I don't get to wear anything cute. After multiple cups of coffee throughout the day, I was still feeling lazy. Hence, the suggestion of happy hour (I didn't want to cook) and cozy grandpa style. Don't those two go hand in hand?