Broke these poor tights out of their package today, they were a Christmas present… They were adorable and comfy and made me think of my mom. I proceeded to thank them by running them with my key two hours later. Taylor and anna made fun of me for how upset I was getting but like all major catastrophes, denial is the first stage: so FUCKIT, I’m gonna keep wearing these puppies. Tastefulness be damned. I was glad the handmedown skirt from my mom got to get a little fresh air today. I think I love this thing.


