On Writing Nothing + Hipster

I'm not turning into another fashion blog. Seriously. It’s just one of those times when I want to write, but I can’t. (This seems to be a thing: writers block + writing  complaining about writers block). This sensation of tight, pent-up creative juice refuses to come out from behind my rib cage while the thoughts in my head swirl round and round and I think to myself of everything and anything that ever did, will and could come to pass.

It’s just another one of those times when I can’t write. When the words inside stay inside, and all that wants to come out can’t find the door.

But then maybe it does come out, just not in the way I wanted. Sometimes the smallest victory – that of writing nontheless when you have nothing yet everything to say, is the only victory one needs.

I did really like this particular getup though. It was a hipster sass kinda day.

Outfit: 

Shirt: who knows

Black tank top: I have no idea

Skirt: Forever 21

Tights: I seriously doubt you need a reference on where to get these

Shoes: Dr. Scholls Jamie Sneaker

Fedora: a little hat boutique on the Oxnard harbor

Glasses: Ray Ban Wayfarers


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