Pink Hoodie Morning

Some mornings I wake up and I do not want to get dressed for real. I just want to zip up something soft and stay in bed a little longer. Today was one of those mornings.

My pink hoodie is the oldest thing I own that still fits. It is faded and the zipper sticks sometimes but I love it. It feels like home. I put it on and sat on my bed with my phone and did not move for an hour. That is self care if you ask me.

I took some photos because the morning light was coming through the window and hitting the green wall behind me in a nice way. I did not do my makeup or fix my hair much. Just some lip color and whatever my curls wanted to do on their own.

I think people expect me to always be done up and looking perfect. But this is what I actually look like most of the time. Comfortable, a little messy, happy. I like showing this side too because it is real.

The rest of the day I did nothing important and it was perfect. Sometimes the best days are the ones where you just exist and do not perform for anyone.