i'm only human

It has been two months and twelve days if my math is correct, but I really wouldn't count on it being correct. Note the lack of the word "so". I've noted that I say "so" so much that even I find it intolerable. And it's always at the beginning of my sentences. Why??? Did the "so" aliens get into my head at birth, and somehow distort my brain so that I cannot properly formulate a sentence without the use of the word "so"???

I think I have become stranger in the past two months and twelve days just because of how quickly those thoughts came to me.

You may know of my pre-existing bias to Margiela (whose name, by the way, took me the whole of two weeks to learn to say properly) because he was the designer I was assigned at Parsons, but I find this so luxurious I just want to eeep. I love velvet. I love it. And this looks as though it's a velvet jumpsuit. Just, yes. I even like the face that the model is wearing, like she is just above everyone else, which, while she certainly is literally, she also is because that look makes her ooze elegance. No, not even, it's like she's swimming in elegance, if elegance was in fact a noun.

Marc Jacobs which I've basically been trying to base my entire life off of because it is so perfect that when I first saw it I was actually left unable to speak. And even still when I try to describe my feelings for it all that comes out is incomprehensible mumbling. The other day I was bored and watching too many 30 Rock reruns so instead I printed out and pasted all 57 of the looks from this show on index cards which I can now carry around with me always.

Don't judge me.