Jay and I had the "big talk" today, setting me up with plans for the semester, and talking about my psycho brain and why it still won't yield to my heart.
Once we got done with that, Jay got funny; he goodnaturedly teased me about my chuck taylors, hoodie, and frizzy mane. I need to get heels, he says.
Trust me, he isn't being a chauvenist pig when he makes these comments. He's just talking about the nature of the business.
And the fact that I have no style.
I'm not insecure about who I am as a person; I just dont know how to dress myself.
I really dont.
Someone help me? Please?