Cape Town tore everything this small town girl knew about friendship to pieces. For some reason, I had internalized the assumption (read: lie) that deep friendship could only be found amongst those who had grown up with you, understood you, and were able to overlook your flaws because they knew you.
Let me start this by confessing that I didn't wear these wide leg jeans for three days. I wore them for... *clears throat* twelve. #WFH chronicles!
I remember, when I started exercising and doing the bodywork, I had no athleisure (read: exercise clothes) whatsoever. This is a development!