I reach for other tops, but somehow my hands always gravitate towards the stripe section of my closet. I wish I could say I’m gonna try to step outside of my comfy stripe bubble, but that would be a lie and I don’t want to lie to y’all.
I also don’t want to wear any jeans besides these ones. Or any boots besides the ones on my feet right now. As for the sweater, I think I’m down to continue to mix that up.
But for now stripes, these jeans and these boots. That’s where you’ll find me. Unless I’m in pajamas. I’ve always got love for pjs.