I had a boss at a salon once who honestly believed this theory of 'Star Children'. She believed that aliens had come down a long, long time ago and left behind half-human children (or something like that) who mated with more and more humans until there were these 'special' humans- I don't know, it all sounded like a weird fairy tale that was made up to excuse some people just being freaking weirdos.
It was kind of nice that she thought I was one of them, though. It's always nice when someone thinks you're special.
I took last week off for a bit of a mental health breather, and I'm not even really sure I'm back in the saddle again, but I'm trying. Tonight on the way home from work my airbag light came on in my car and in the land of perpetual brokeness that's not really ideal.
These are one of my favorite pairs of jeans paired with one of my old Mad Rabbit Couture alien shirts, YRU platforms bought secondhand and a few thrifted necklaces. Rock on, babes, and I'll talk to you later.
Until Next Time! - Meghan