Self Portrait

My hair is in a low pony tail. I did wash it this morning.
My eyes have a dark ring of eyeliner and mascara--but it's covered by my purple and turquoise rimmed glasses.
My lips are chapped and ready for more chapstick.
I have 6 zits spread sporadically across my face.
I'm wearing little diamond studs. The same ones I've worn for the past 3 weeks.
I'm sitting in a long wool swing coat with big buttons. Only the top button is done up.
I have a nice pink and black shirt on--but you'll never see it because wearing the coat gives me access to warmth and large pockets--both of which I appreciate right now.
I'm wearing a long black skirt that comes just above my ankles.
I had planned to wear my black leather boots, so I put on two mismatched black trouser socks--one long and one short. At the last minute, I decided that I did not want to wear long leather boots--but that I would prefer to wear my black and white airwalks with flourescent pink hearts.

I'd take a picture, but you get the gist.

1 long sock, 1 short sock sticking out from underneath a long coat and a fancy black skirt.

I look like a bag lady.

And that would be my day.

Other than that--things are great!

I have a massive headache from not eating sugar, but after a weekend of projectile vomiting--I've decided to try and ween myself from all unhealthy foods. It's easy to do this when the thought of eating again makes you want to--well, projectile vomit.