The worst thing about being a neuroscience major are the tests. Seriously. I understand that they expect us to want to know the material, but I don't know when in my life I will ever have to be able to recite the twenty amino acids or the glycolysis cycle. However, I can't exactly rebel against my Professor and refuse to take the test, so I've spent my weeks studying and cramming my head with lots of biology terminology. By the time the test came around, there was no way I was going to take it in any sort of actual outfit. Luckily, no one on campus bats an eye at probably the fiftieth girl that they've seen in a sweatshirt and leggings. So I threw on my comfiest shirt (with just a hint of sass), my trusty leggings, and a cozy pair of socks and boots.
|(shirt - Brandy Melville; leggings - Lululemon)|
|(lipstick - Revlon in Cinnamon Spice)|
|(socks - Urban Outfitters; boots - Jeffrey Campbell)|