Change is hard I think the cliché goes, and don’t go changing is another. I’m stuck somewhere between these two greeting card homilies. Luckily I have denim to keep me on track, and watching flies fuck while I blog always passes the time.
Top: Black denim vest courtesy of mum
Bottom: Gap jeans, donated
Accessory: Forgot to carry it into the photo. Never fear I’ll use yesterday’s bag again