If there’s such a thing as Heroin Chic (as appalling and frightening as that is) then I feel my coining of “Hobo Chic” will be bit more accepted. With my hand-me-down flannels, fraying pants, and unwashed hair (with a beanie to cover it), this is the style (should I call it a “style” though really?) I have been totally rocking (depending on who you ask) lately.
Today my cousin who I’ve been staying with asked if I had showered. I responded with, “what do you think? I only shower when I am going somewhere”*
My Aunt who was listening cut in with, “Well then that would be never.”
I can’t wait for these online classes to be over.
With worry and stress (and less than two weeks left!).
*This is only true to a certain extent, I’m just trying to save the planet kay? 😉