Lately, Wita feels very strongly about a few things.
1. A goodbye doesn’t count unless a kiss, hug, and verbal confirmation of the act of leaving is acknowledged via intense eye-to-eye contact. (Seriously, don’t ever attempt a half-hearted hand wave with this girl.)
2. Only a very weak individual allows another human being to help buckle their seat belt, even if it takes 20-30 minutes to make it happen.
3. Before bedtime, you must, simply MUST, choose and display your outfit for the next day. THE GOLDEN RULE, PEOPLE. Outfit. Laid out. End of bed. The end.
Wita’s absolutely obsessed with choosing her outfit the night before (ALL BY HERSELF, thankyouverymuch), but what gets me is the care and conviction she demonstrates while dressing herself in the morning. She never exits her bedroom until she’s fully dressed and ready for the day. Forget lounging around in your pajamas with this one- at 6:50am, I’ll hear her doorknob click, and there she’ll stand – coiffed and ready to go.
So when I decided to start documenting these outfits, I wasn’t sure how she would react. Well, as you are about to witness, she has no qualms with posing for the camera. Future Fashion Bloggers of America, methinks? Without further ado, I give you Whoorlita’s Weekly Wardrobe.