Ennui somehow became lost today despite the stigma placed on stay-at-home Sundays, possibly part in reason to a morning episode of random shooting around my habitat. Just the word 'habitat' should be enough to channel the awkwardness in the whole thing. Albeit, I found it all a subtle excuse to create still-life vignettes via recent acquisitions off of the web. Single side striped white jeans, and saddle oxfords suitable enough to replace its decrepit ancestors equal obsessive current legwork. Seriously, it's on rotation.