It's Monday night, the beginning of the week, I should be full of energy, but I'm pooped. I am blaming the end of the year and the start of my marathon training (ugh).
So excuse the no make up, no outfit, no nothing post. I was too tired to do anything other than have a shower when I got home, but on my track pants and get a lovely pair of shoes on to cheer me up. I don't need prozac, I just need high heels.
T-shirt - American Apparel
Joggers - Bonds
Wedges - Emma Cook at Topshop