My tastes in fashion have become a lot more... normal, lately. Or maybe I just haven't felt like dressing up. I don't know. All I know is that my new dream shoes are Alexander McQueen.

Yeah, the gold women looks a tad cheap (and they are, apparently they only cost £370 when they were available, which is pretty good all things considered) but damn they're gorgeous.
It's just weird because I've consciously been working towards classic lolita, but I've found myself swooning over Emily Temple Cute, Jane Marple, and even Betsey Johnson. And while I still adore all the OTT frilliness of lolita, when I go out I just feel like wearing jeans and T-shirt, or a nice skirt. Never a petticoat. These days I only wear my knee-high socks with knee-high boots, and I push them down a bit so you can't see them. My brand clothes are becoming dreadfully neglected. Which reminds me, I need to get rid of my OPs because I never wear them and it makes me sad to see them hanging, neglected in my wardrobe.
ETA: woah, tangent here!
Just to clarify for those reading this who don't know, my parents are divorced. I spend alternating weeks at each parent's house. I've decided that after exams are finished, which is less than two weeks away, I'm going to choose the one place to stay at. They tell me I'll still have a room wherever I go, but this back-and-forth thing is getting to be ridiculous. So anyway, all this means major inventory, deciding what to chuck and what to keep and where to put them. Hopefully it will get me into gear again. I'm not looking to reinvent myself, or find myself, or any of that crap. I just want to make sure I have everything I need for the future: nothing more, nothing less.