Yesterday i felt like this:

Except instead of being dressed in sequins, I was relaxing under the blazing sun with my friend Michelle, sipping cold drinks and downing sweet candy.
Today i feel like this:

Except instead of hiding under a colorful quilted blanket, i am trapped in the library with a miserable essay in front of me, and the grey rain is my only escape from the masses of frantic studiers.
But i am truly, truly trying to remember this:

Because once the sun comes back out, and my essay is done and finished, i will attire in my best sequins, laugh on my bed and pretend i am Dree Hemingway.
*Images from Lolita and Fashion Squad
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