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Confessions of a Style Stalker
I am style stalking a girl on campus. No– I am not being a creepy creeper following her around campus. But I have noted that her body shape resembles mine and she has a much better sense of style. Most days it’s all I can do to keep from looking like a hobo. I am pretty sure no one is style stalking me.
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Wardrobe Malfunction
Perhaps I suffer from an overabundance of personality, my clothing appears to be a mish mash of illogical pairings. I can’t seem to define what style of clothes I like to wear, because when I look at what I own, I don’t want to wear any of it. This is, of course, a first world problem…
