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The adventures and struggles of a petite, geeky journalist-in-training living in New Zealand.
Hey, everyone! Meet my inner Mary Sue. If I were a Mary Sue, this is the type of thing I would wear. Of course, my Mary Sue doesn’t have glasses, bad skin, a weak chin, and she doesn’t spill curry on her black pants when eating Indian food. She’d also be taller.
Wearing jeans, leather blazer, pleather boots and a lacy black tank top.
I don’t have piercings in the cartilage of my ears; I’m wearing cling-on earrings which my mom’s friend gave to me. These boots have been worn to death. In fact, I’m pretty sure they started dying last winter.