Still keeping it minimal. I wanted to wear all white . . . and ended up looking like a house painter in heels.
There's something about a completely blank slate that feels original, especially for a girl like me, who can usually be found in no fewer than 3 colors and 2 prints at a time. I didn't wear any makeup when I wore this outfit, which felt...strange, as much as I hate to admit it. I normally wear makeup every day - not a lot, but enough that I somehow feel covered/protected: some foundation, mascara, lipstick, maybe blush. I'm trying to fight the feeling that I'm not ready to face the world without it. I've been going bare at least one day a week, and doing a clean face with an all-white outfit seemed to make sense.
It also seemed to make sense not to brush my hair - a decision I still stand by.