Today I wore my light blue denim shorts, metallic sandals, blue shirt with white tank top underneath, and my yellow cardigan.
Surprisingly, I'm not tired of this yet. Maybe because I don't put a lot of thought into my wardrobe to begin with. What I am sick of is my hair. All I've been thinking about these past couple days is how much I want to cut it. I do want it shorter, but I think the main reason I want to cut it is because I can't. I've been growing my hair out for the past year so I can donate it. I figure this is probably the longest I'm ever going to let it get again, so I mine as well donate my hair one last time. I can't cut it now because if I cut off the minimum 8 inches, it would be too short to do anything useful with during marching season. I also kinda want to dye it a ridiculous color, like purple. However, that also isn't allowed during marching season. So I will have to wait. I find it interesting that while not being allowed to cut my hair makes me want to do it more, not being allowed to wear more clothes isn't as big of a deal.
I love your yellow cardigan. One thing: you might not be able to donate your hair if you dye it!
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