Not falling asleep ’til 6am + getting up at 930am + hyperacidity + thinking about exit signs + tired skin + feeling fat (I ate unhealthily over the weekend, ugh) = sad Helga. I’m having a bad day and whenever I feel this way, I tell myself “Hey, it’s only 24 hours” and don’t think so much about it. It works, sometimes.
Anyway, I got my floral lace tights in the mail last Friday but I’m still looking for the right frame of mind to wear them. I know that that doesn’t sound silly at all and that there are people out there who know what I mean. They’re a little hoochie mama-ish which makes me adore them all the more.
That is all.
Hi, I'm Helga Weber and welcome to my personal site. I'm 25 and in the process of learning how to make adventurous life choices. I dislike old people but I love grandma clothes. My goal in life is to build a ball pit right next to my bed. Currently searching for the perfect house coat. My lover is the greatest. 