Yes, I just did that. In front of the entire Internet. Feel free to unfollow me.
Somewhere in between stuffing my face with potatoes and sleeping for long lengths of time, I had an epiphany. Patrick Bateman came to me in a dream and encouraged me to explore a woman's vanity, much like my fellow yuppie fashion bloggers. This is an "American Psycho" reference. If you do not know what I'm talking about, call me.
Out of the ashes was born roxthefox -- an unconventional fashion blog of the horizontally and vertically challenged [self-proclaimed] fashionista that aims to appeal to the masses. And between the snow storms (I live in the Tundra) and Hurricane Sandy (which doesn't affect me as I'm not in America, but you know, the world revolves around America), I've made October one helluva colorful month. Adorned with pleats, maxi skirts and color blocking, I'm the poster child for Crayola. I am what you see after light is refracted from a droplet of water (that's a rainbow if you slept through science class like I did). And I promise to my readers, that this shan't be the last of colorful explosions.