I have a problem… I always revert to black. I'm the Johnny Cash of fashion. Instead of "the man in black," you can call me the WHOA-man in black. Get it? Like woman, except whoa. Feel the excitement? I try, TRY,
different colors but this is my perfect fit. Its home, its comfortable. I mean
it could be 80-some degrees, like ‘twas yesterday, and I choose this over other
items. Partly because I haven’t shaved in days, but hey who does anymore? Just
me? Alrighty. Regardless I couldn’t let this emo-chic outfit stand alone. I
must add beautiful accessories that shimmer
and shake! A little bling goes a long
way and I definitely am not trying to look like a real housewife. Perhaps just
an Indie Housewife of Columbia. Minus the housewife plus the college student. Top:
H & M, Leggings: FOREVER21, Vest: Zara’s, Shoes: Converse
I couldn’t resist the tabletop pose. Very
Walmart-photography-esque, but cheaper. And by cheaper I mean free. Hello 90’s!
Hand on the hip- CLASSIC. Full outfit in view, winning!
Headless lady, super winning!
Wrists on wrists on wrists. Please try to ignore my natural
beauty and concentrate on the bracelets. I know its difficult.
Photo shoot behind the scene. Sure you can’t see anything of
apparel importance, but my roomie took this, and she deserves some credit.
Major beauty shot going on. CoverGirl worthy? Vogue Italia Beauty? Definitely.
My kicks. They protect my feet, and have lasted a long
while! Thanks Converse!
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