17 January 2008

crack. whore. (but lookin' good)

I am just that cool. The one time I'm not looking at the camera, the self timer goes off and give me this lovely picture. Actually, its pretty ace considering 1) it shows my outfit of the day and 2) i look suitably insane. I am not the cool, quiet girl lounging in the corner, no sir, I am in fact the girl you see in the picture most of the time. Without the crack whore floating above me, of course.

The silk shirt: tagless, it's amazing actually. I'm planning to wear it as a dress in the future.

The skirt: Oh me, oh my, how this skirt brings tears to my eyes. I gazed upon it one night ago when the moon was shining bright (actually, it was six p.m yesterday, but moving on.) and I decided I simply had to have it. It's a Claude Montana original, it's worth more than my soul at $940 dollars.

Now, as my legs were cut off in the picture, I would like to present to you the shoes. (That I wore with the shirt alone) They deserved an entire picture just for them. There are lookalikes in Topshop, and the lovely Aggy Deyn seems to wear a pair of similar design in quite a few pictures. Just now I happened upon these as well: from Elle.


The heels are a killer and they're a tight fit, but with the joys of shoe horses I will make them bend to my will.