Tomorrow marks the end of the first week of classes here at UVA. I still can hardly believe it. I also can hardly believe that it is almost September, and thus I am almost 19. Good lord, where has my childhood gone? It slipped right out from under me, that sneaky little monkey. I often get so caught up in the happenings of my day to day life, so eager to move things along and get started on each next adventure, that I forget to enjoy the here and now. Well, here and now, I am still 18. I am too young to drink legally, too young to drive a rental car, too young to get my 16-year-old brother into an R-rated movie with me. So despite the law’s statements that I am an official adult with the right to sign my own life away on a contract and marry whomever I please, I still have a couple years of child shenanigans left in me.
Here, my outfit to classes for the day. Forever young in denim and black.
shorts – vintage; tank – forever 21; vest – Marshall’s; shoes – TOMS