meda

thinking too much about clothes. I have money but I don't actually go buy clothes. I obsess about them, I check out girls chic outfits as much as I check them out. I read vogue magazine and I get too excited. I want to paint my face with speckles and spots and cut up my old tees to wear like armbands. I don't know what's going on.

I dress like a total geek cause I work too much, and all I ever do is get to wear my work clothes. I am in no way vapid, or vain, or a shopping fanatic. I spend all my money on food because I love to eat. So I can't figure out why I can't stop dreaming of fishnets and cat ears, boots, mesh shirts and silky skirts.

So now I'm debating going into fashion design. It seems so frivolous, and I hate people who are obssessed with trends and all that consumer junk. I'm afraid I'm going to do something drastic, like spend my whole paycheck on shoes.

shit