My nails are rather chipped at the moment—actually, they’re more nail than colour. I have on a pair of corduroy pants that are dark truffle in colour. And a top that’s like half sweater half dress shirt.

Not completely screaming femme.

But this is probably also the most femme I’ve felt. I fluidly used all of the cosmetics at my disposal, I decided what my next nail colour would be, dropping that colour into my purse in case I have time while I’m out today, and didn’t worry too much about my hair.

I kind of feel like, for me, this is how it’s supposed to go.

I’ll see later on today if that’s still the case, but with my apartment not feeling guy and my look where I want it, I must just be where I want to be.