Messy bun, comfiest leggings, and sheer shirt over the softest bra. Being lazy and comfy doesn't mean you can’t look fabulous.
I had to go out today to run some tax documents to the post. It was.... well.... more of a "I'm going to push myself out of my comfort zone" exercise more than anything else. Leaving the house on my own has been problematic and difficult for a while now, so I dressed as comfortably as possible to make myself feel better and set out. I did alright. I was feeling a little like I might cry while I walked back. I'm proud of myself for leaving the house on my own- one small step and all that.
