Plain Jane tries to be not-so-plain, and succeeds. Terribly.

There is this girl that i know. I go to school with her. She looks like her name is Jane, Mary, Therese. It isn't. She is tall, and classically pretty, i guess, and has some really cute clothes. I don't know that i would every wear them, but they are cute.

Except, the way that she puts them together is very strange to me.

Today: A brown blouse with multicolored triangles, which i like very much, and could maybe be cute with her (slightly tacky) purple coat with gathered sleeves and a bow on the collar, and even maybe with her black capris (thought not together, like she is wearing them today), but i do not really understand the faded salmon zip-up hoodie with the cute, sweet flower print paired with red and white striped Toms (which i think are normally really cute, when worn with the right clothes) and a large, black thing that i'm pretty sure is supposed to be a flower in her hair. I am always perplexed by people who have good wardrobes but have no idea how to put together an outfit that is cute.

Maybe next time it will be better. I can only hope, for the sake of a piece of my sanity.