A brief update (with many more to come):
Last saturday night I was convinced to make an impromptu decision to go clubbing in the city (not exactly my area of expertise). I did not have heels with me. I did not have proper attire. So I ended up wearing this lace tank top, a faux-leather mini skirt, my favorite handcuff necklace, black tights and my favorite beat-up lace-up vintage boots. Did I rant all night about how my outfit itself was sub-par? No. Did I rant about how I looked a bit like a hooker? No. I spent the entire night moaning about how I would just about kill for a pair of studded Jeffrey Campbell Stilettos right now.
I can't decide if there's something wrong with that.
xoxo
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