I know that blogs are just a picture into someone's life, and you get their edited version. So maybe faux fuchsia has normal humdrum things in her life too. Maybe some of the frocks she tries on look like crap. Maybe the baby stays up all night screaming. Maybe she gets a bad jar of caviar and gets a nasty case of food poisoning. Maybe she jams her thumb onto one nail she just finished painting, but she doesn't have time to go back and fix it.
But I'd rather just enjoy the fantasy that she is amazing and beautiful and stylish and social and perfectly put together 24/7. One of my favorite parts of the fantasy are her clothes. She owns the actual versions of things that target, forever21, and h&m knock off. She has the "unattainable."
Today is my last day of school. I have been working and going to school for the last six semesters. A few times it just about killed me. But, I pushed through, I made it, and it's over after I finish one last final. This feels momentous. This feels like it needs something to mark my accomplishment. On Friday, I am going to go to that consignment shop, and I am going to get the unattainable. My very first super fancy thing. I don't know what it will be yet, but I will keep you posted.
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