i woke up at 5:45 this morning for my first day of kosama. i was really nervous i would oversleep so i kept waking up throughout the night, checking the time, relieved to see i had five more hours to sleep, then three, then two, and so on. class was super-tough, but at the same time, really good. i was paired up with a gal that has a long journey of weight loss ahead and she was inspiring to me throughout the hour-long kick-boxing class. we encouraged each other ("only 20 more minutes!" et cetera) and gave a weak, exhausted high-five at the end. it may sound cheesy, but it really helps to have someone tell you to keep going, that you're doing great.
that has nothing to do with this outfit, other than i'm slightly exhausted and having a hard time formulating words to accompany this post. here are some thoughts that i couldn't seem to connect into a full paragraph...
1. this was a day i didn't have time for hair or makeup. instead of taking the sloppiness even further by staying in sweats, i decided to get dressed & hopefully distract from my nappy hair and sleepy eyes.
2. this sweater was a shopping miracle. i got it for $9 from j.crew when someone returned it a long time after it was in stores. (i was working there at the time.) it has the map of italy on it & is just really unique. one of those items i'll probably hold onto for my girls.
3. i really love these jeans but i feel like they make me look like i have a saggy diaper on. is there a boyfriend jean out there that is still somewhat fitted in the tush?
4. that is all. it's only 10:15 & i'm ready for a nap. i'm definitely going to have to start going to bed earlier if i'm going to keep this up.