i really cannot think of a title. that's what a whole weekend with an assessment assignment does to your head.

it's suddenly that time of year again, where you grab your boot straps and heave upwards, and get back on the wagon. cos you're rapidly turning into a fat lump *futt looomp* (dig the Blighty accent?) and then you have a simultaneous freak out cos you've spent so many years in jeans and tshirts, and soooooon you're gonna have to play dress ups most days.

so you leap on the ONE dress OCTOBER bandwagon:

From October 1st until October 31st,
you wear one dress.
Anti-consumerism, pro-simplicity,
anti-conformity, pro-imagination.

which is closely related to something that's been in your heart for a couple of years. yes, you decide that the creativity of dressing up or dressing down ONE dress for the whole of OCTOBER is gonna help you regain some much-needed perspective on life, the universe, and everything, and you get all gung-ho and begin a food-for-thought journal for it.

and you plan on taking photos every day.