Jeans: Forever 21 (similar); Top: ASOS (similar); Jacket: Zara (similar); Boots: Sam Edelman (similar)
In the language of women, the phrase “I literally can’t even” alludes to the utmost level of frustration. More often than not, this frustration will inevitably be related to BCDs of womanhood- boys, clothes, and diet. For example.
1. I literally can’t even (begin to get into what a moron my boyfriend/fling/colleague with male organ is)
2. I literally can’t even (go through my wardrobe one more time only to realize I have nothing to wear)
3. I literally can’t even (forgo a bowl of past for lettuce one more time).
While I have resigned myself to accepting the fact that there’s no way around problems B and D, I do have a go-to solution for C. A simple, but effective idea that will save you from the torturous what to wear dilemma. The solution of which I speak is all black. It will never fail you, and even if you pick the most minimalistic outfit that is known to man, you’ll still look like the perfect balance between I literally can’t even but just did.
