ONSDAG: You caught me in the middle, dazed on the carpet

Here is what I wore on my second day of my second semester of university, during which I was thoroughly intimidated by the calibre of knowledge in my International Relations class. 

I think this pose accurately depicts how I felt when discussions on the topic of Syria escalated.

This is what I wore when Melodee told me that my clothes were fashion-blog worthy (HAPPY FIFTH ANNIVERSARY OF CONNUSHIP) and this is what I wore upon several (two) occasions in the past week to achieve Confidence Level Maximum. 

Here is my face looking uncharacteristically happy in photo-form. I am wearing suspenders to literally keep my pants up as my shirt does not tuck properly and proves quite annoying.

Here is a colour scheme that I was incredibly pleased with when it occurred to me (IN UNDER 20 MINUTES AS I HAD NOT PLANNED WHAT TO WEAR BEFORE WAKING UP).

BASK IN THE GLORY OF HOW POINTED MY COLLAR IS. I never fully appreciated it until just then.

Until next time, piglets!