|Turtleneck: JCrew, Skirt: Thrifted, Belt: Thrifted, Tights: Target, Shoes: Nine West, Earrings: Etsy|
First things first; I am a nerd. The glasses are real. I am not cool enough to have fake ones. But who cares; no one really makes fun of us four eyes anymore. Besides that I am a comic book nerd.
When we were young there weren't a lot of kids in our neighborhood so my brother Christian and I would play together. Here is where we disagreed: I wanted to play barbies and he wanted to play X-men.
So we split our time playing what the other one wanted to for half the time, but in reality I was only in it for the trips to the store and beach and camping with Skipper (Barbie's little sister) and Christie (her black friend.) (Don't be too jealous but I not only had a pink convertible but a daycamper for Barbie to be more outdoorsy.)
Then, I spent a Christmas reading all of Christian's X-men comics and from there on I was hooked.
If I were to compare myself to a superhero I would like to say I am like Rogue from the X-men; she has a wonderful southern accent and Remy Lebeau, aka Gambit, as her boy-toy. She is downright sexy with her sultry looks and spandex. But I don't wear as much makeup or have a sweet highlight in the front of my hair.
I am probably more like Peter Parker. Spiderman and I are both college students with part time jobs as messengers, which can sometimes be rough. Since I've gotten into photography lately we now have that in common too. Also, we both moonlight as heroes.
He saves New York City from whatever ne'er-do-well may be scheming there. While I save my little corner of the web (haha) by preventing boredom and making sure that my husband doesn't wear white socks with his black sandals. (This is really more for all the people who would have to see him than it is for him.)
To sum up, I am nerdy and proud of it. I got this skirt on Saturday during the thrift store marathon. My friend didn't love it, but I convinced her that it would look great a little shorter, but I kind of like it as is. Am I totally off my rocker and onto the unfashionable train?
Leave a comment either confessing something equally as embarrassing as being a closet-comic book nerd or telling me which superhero you see yourself as. Either way I will still like you. ;)