(rodarte dress, vintage sequined topper, house of holland tights)
The old man and I celebrated four year of love last night. I wore my vintage seashell topper, which said old man described as "an elaborate tablecloth that I cut a hole in and stuck my head through", but that's just offensive to me. Because clearly, this is not an elaborate tablecloth, it is an oversized sequined doily that I cut a hole in and stuck my head through.
Forget about accordian pleats and Proenza satchels. Body doilies are the next big IT TREND FASHUN THING.
My House of Holland bandana tights and new Miu Miu shoes are fast becoming Horcruxes in my wardrobe. Spooky maximalism is where I'm at these days. The more the better, as long as it's black.