“She marched to her wardrobe
And threw away the colour
Because wearing black looks mysterious
But it didn’t impress her mother
She wanted to dress her baby
In patterns and flowers
But Mariella just crossed her arms
And so she cried for hours”
I can’t wear black in the spring/summer and not think of the song “Mariella” by Kate Nash. I love a good floral sundress, but this top is so gloomy and dark and awesome. Sort of dementor-ish, yeah?
I’m trying my best to embrace my humidity hair, but I just look like a mopey zoo lion. I remember desperately wanting to try John Frieda Frizz-Ease as a kid, but now that I’m older I know there is nothing that can combat tropical moisture from crappy storms named Bill.
Seriously, we had all these warnings for an intense tropical storm that was supposed to decimate Houston and then…nothing. I made sure to express my disappointment in a series of tweets. Pssh, Bill.