If i only knew how to flirt...*sigh*
and yes, when I was a freshman in college, and for half of my sophomore year (pretty much every day I was in college..) I felt like a hot mess walking to and from class. Not to mention office hours, and review sessions. Hot mess 24/7. Can we emphasize the mess, please.
(it's also great when you run into that cutie from Philosophy, while you look like you've just been run over by an 18-wheeler!!) JOY!
ME: waking up 5 minutes before class starts, rolling out of bed and changing from PJs to oversized, ill-fitting sweats (big improvement I know) while brushing my teeth, tying my nasty-ass hair up in a bun, and rushing out the door like a maniac. No washed face, no makeup, nothing. And imagine afterwards...it's like doing the walk of shame home...except this time I don't have a funny or exciting drunk story to tell people when I'm walking back to my dorm looking like crap. I seriously don't know how in the hell some girls can look so cute looking so low maintanance. Cause every time I've tried it, two words -
HAWT. MESS.
PS: And I always look so awesome after a good friday night party. I've had one too many walks home with smudgy eyeliner, a rats-nest excuse for hair and - best of all - a strictly-to-be-worn-at-night outfit and heels on while passing tons and tons of parents who are in town for the football game!